Collision
Noun;
An instance of one moving object or person striking against another.
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It started with a basic glance in the late afternoon on the busy streets of Seoul. A male filling a plastic bag of fruits. Subtle glances around every so often. some would have thought of it as buying the produce and packing it away, for him he saw a thief. A young male, deep chestnut brown hair in a uniform that looked to be filthy. a hoodie covered most of it, but the blown-out knees of tan colored khakis were saying otherwise. Han Jisung observed the male from a safe distance letting his thoughts overtake. he didn't think he'd be able to approach him. To ask him if he needs help. Even after he stole the items sneaking away soundlessly, Jisung followed the male until he reached an alleyway. He was met with two other males. one with deep fiery yet washed out red hair and a puppy like black haired male snatching an apple or two from the bag. they were in the same outfits, much cleaner and more put together. but they came from the same area. Jisung could only guess whether it was a school uniform or something else. the name on the sleeve, he didn't recognize. What surprised him was the small amount of food he had taken without paying for only went to the two males.
Nothing for himself.
only subtle nods and weak smiles as the males ahead ate as if it were going out of style. The stranger smiled, the same one Jisung found himself suddenly gay panicking over. other than the slight turn off from the fact he stole, he still gave a few redemption points for the fact it wasn't for him. Something in him told him that they lived rough, so Jisung continued on his way, ignoring the stares that fell to him.
He probably was living the same life in a way. he lived on and off the streets, but in terms of running away, like he did this time too, he would run away for a few days before his cousin would come to collect him from the motel he frequently ran too. His heart was shattered into a million pieces not too long ago. So the motel that was a few hours walking, turned into his next escape. He was going to refuse living in that god forsaken place with that same male. It didn't matter to him where he went as long as he never had to see him.
It had started raining when Jisung made it to the motel his fellow room mate and cousin helped run, taking a single look at a group of the same misfits from earlier. Even if a day went by and he only had a small glance, he recognized the taller brunette. The same ones he noticed from the night before while he was wondering the streets. He paid way too much attention to the one male even noticing the darker haired male looking like he had gotten into a fight. His hands bruised, a busted lip yet still smiled and had sharp eyes. A small limp that could go unnoticed when he walked to the front desk. One that Chan should of been manning.
Jisung went to Chan, who went to Changbin and made arrangements. It wasn't like Jisung didn't have a place to stay. Changbin gave up his own room for the three as a last-minute arrangement. But in doing so, he was forced to come back with the two in a few days to their original home. it was the deal to allow the three a place to stay. He didn't understand himself why he begged Chan to keep them there and tend to the one male. it was like he saw himself in a way.
Maybe?
Who was he? He looked ethereal... Even if he looked frantically lost as if searching for something his life depended on...
Why did I care? I shouldn't care.
The next day should have been normal.
Minding his own business not paying attention to his surroundings. Apparently, he had been deaf too, not listening to the yells that echoed through the halls. His body was slammed into forcing him and the unknown male backwards landing on his back painfully as the brunette male had him pinned to the ground. The weight soon lifted off him and a sensation of fingers grazed his bare waist subtly which was now propping that handsome male overtop of him. Jisung's chest was heavy as this male loomed over him. His cat like eyes shifting like he was searching for something. Jisung eyes widened once he realized how close in proximity they were. His breathing was getting breathier and catching like he was choking.
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