Things change from second to another. Once the sky was clear, blue and just innocent, within the next moment clouds came out of nowhere and covered the whole blue area.

It was rainy. The sun shines. It was rainy, again.

 

This unstable situation wich was near of chaos makes Yoongi feeling really bad.

He was looking out the window. Nothing to do but just wait.

Maybe things will go weard with time, but he had no choice.

The nice woman from the cafe said, she wanted to translate the text he gave her and send it back to him as soon as possible. But unless tis promise, he was waiting ,more than 3 days already for this translation.

"The members are really worried about you", Jin said to him, while he was sitting on the floor roght beside Yoongi.

"Dude, man, what's wrong with you? I mean we all know that you had some energy loosing in a stressfull time, but we all thought that this wouldn't need so much time. We need you, especially right now, when we are deciding about the new album and concept. I am worried, too, you know. Why don't you come to ste company with me, take your time there and we will see how it will go and..."

"Please! STOP IT!", Yoongi scrwamed in Jin's face. His eyes were full of tears, his voice was loud but shaking and his skin looked more plae than usual.

"I can't go anywhere. I am still waiting for... my book! Why don't you understand this? I need it. How can I ever continue without knowing more about it?"

Good for Yoongi Jin wasn't scared that easily from his mind changes. They were living in one room for quite a long time now and knew each other better than anyone else in the group. "Yoongi, I was just asking. I didn't wanted to interrupt you., Please, take your time, get this book and then please be the Yoongi I knew, ok?"

"Ok, I got it. ... Thanks for your understanding!"

Jin laughed. It was kind of a sad laughing, but he huged Yoongi, stand up and left the room.

 

right after Jin has closed the door, Yoongis phone was ringing. He took the call: "Hi, Yoongi here!"

"Hi, I have finished your translation. If you can come to the cafe again I can give it to you. But, seriously, the text is kinda, really strange for me. But maybe this is your thing mr? Anyway, see you there, bye!"

"Oh, thank you. I will come for shure!", was the only thing he could say before she ended the call.

He knew what to do now. He need's to go to the cafe as soon as he can.

 

Just a few minutes has passed since he started to get out to search for the cafe, as he found it again. It looked as compfortable as it did last time. The lights where on in there because the day has turned out to be cloudy in the end.

 

He ordered a coffee and set down at a table on the window. Lately he really enjoyed to look at the street. Cars passing by. People walking away. Like the whole life is going over him. Has it forgotten him. It's like he had a meeting with the life but it doesn't care about him. He was just sitting there, while everyone passed by.

 

"Oh so you are finally here!", the servant welcomed him.

"You said you have finished the translation? May I see it?"

"Of course, here it is. You can take it away. It was kinda strange. As soon as I started to translate it I struggled a bit. Like I don't know one word german anymore. But as much as I tried I got into this. Like the text doesn't want to be shown to everyone, jsut to the people who really tries and want it to understand. And thats the exact reason why... I didn't want to give you the translation. I think if you trie really hard and read and reread it, you will understand it. Not with words but with emotions, you know what I mean?"

"So... wait! You let me wait for 3 days without any results? Really? Oh, No! I mean thank you! Thank you for doing nothing for me! seriously!"

Yoongi was really angry. He took his book and left the cafe without looking back.

She really wasn't a help. How will he knew the meaning, serioulsy, about the emotions???? This doesn't make sense.

 

Yoongi walked and walked. He was almost running. As he was out of breath he saw a bench at a park. He decided he needs a rest right now and set down there.

He still was angry. Like no person really understands his feelings. Not to talk about his serious problems at work. He now he needs to go back there one time. But his feelings were so confusing. So confusing that he took the book out of his back and started to read. He was so angry and full of shame that he nearly started to cry, right at this park, in full public. But he cant help.

But somehow, as he was so struggeled with his feelings h read over the lines in thee book and get, yes, he really get the meaning of the text.