.12.getting ready.

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It was Friday morning

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It was Friday morning. Jin was ready to put Namjoon's plan into action. Somehow, he trusted the teal boy enough to get out of there smoothly and quietly. He could only hope for the best. His mother was still at work, as she took an early morning shift. Jin slipped the note onto the table and grabbed his bags. They had almost all of his valuables. The only things left behind were a few t-shirts, some sweaters (in case his mom wanted to wear them to remember his scent), and little knick-knacks that he decided he could live without. 

Jin walked up to the window, seeing his street view for what could be the last time. He really hoped that he could come back here someday, and hopefully before the end of the school year. He wanted to say goodbye to his newly made friends before he graduated. There was no guarantee, but there was hope. 

Namjoon was waiting nervously for the older to arrive. He lived in a well-secured area and it only took one person to notice Jin and the whole plan would be ruined. Namjoon's garage was behind the house, so they were going to load things into the car where nobody could see. He had already put his clothes and their food and water into the trunk the night before. There wasn't much food to be brought, considering they only needed it until they settled in. 

Jin didn't know, and wouldn't know, but Namjoon was also bringing two small guns with them. Jackson or his father could find them at any moment and he may need them. Just then, he saw Jin coming up on his bike. "Good morning," Namjoon said, smiling at the older. Jin just smiled back. 

"I can't believe we're really doing this," Jin said, slightly out of breath from riding his bike with his backpack on. Namjoon sighed and took the backpack. He placed it in the trunk and closed it. "What are we doing until the party?" he asked. 

Namjoon sighed. "We can just hang out around here. My parents don't mind if I skip school, so we won't get in trouble," he said. The both of them went into the house and up to Namjoon's room. 

It was getting close to 4:30, which meant there were twenty minutes until they needed to leave. "We need to look like we're actually there for the party," Namjoon said, taking a black shirt, orange bandana, and white skinny jeans out of his closet. He handed them over to Jin and told him to get dressed. The taller boy blushed and hesitated for a minute. "If we're going to be living together, it's probably best that you get used to changing around me now," he remarked. 

Jin laughed for a moment before putting on the clothes. He looked over at the boy next to him. He was wearing a crop top and some skinny jeans. Jin's expression was getting red at the sight, and Namjoon noticed, so he threw on a hoodie. "Wow," he mumbled. 

"Did you say something?" Namjoon asked, not fully hearing what he said. 

"Nothing at all," Jin replied while looking in the mirror. 

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