Counting The Stars||Taejin✔️

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Hello!!!
Hope you all are well!

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Jin kept his bag down and hurried towards the window. He swept the curtains aside and looked outside the window.

He saw as Taehyung kept something in his pocket before pulling his phone out. Taehyung spoke into it for a moment and again just stood in his place scrolling through his phone.

Roughly five minutes later an expensive looking car stopped infront of Taehyung and a nicely dressed man stepped out from the driving seat. He looked agitated.

Taehyung had a quick talk with him before Taehyung sat down in the car and the man who Jin thought might be the driver drove off.

Jin closed the blinds and fell back onto his bed staring up at the ceiling.

Why would Taehyung walk with Jin all the way to his house only to call his driver again?

After what he just saw Jin deduced that Taehyung might be rich. Who else has personal drivers?

Jin shook his head. Why was he thinking so much about them. He got up from the bed and went to the table.

He opened the drawer and he was greeted with a bunch of crumpled up papers. The ones he had not thrown into the dustbin fearing that someone would see them.

But as he shuffled through the crumple up papers his heart raced. His breaths came out in hurried pants as he removed the whole drawer from its slot and turned it upside down throwing all the crumpled papers to the ground.

Jin kept the drawer aside and got down to his knees, searching for that one sheet of paper.

He gulped when he did not find it.

He got up and started pulling out his other drawers in a frenzy.

All in vain.

Jin blinked as tears of fear formed in his eyes. He took deep breaths to calm his racing heart and rubbed his eyes gently to get rid of the tears.

After checking in the mirror once, he went out and called his mother.

"Did....did you clean my room?"

His mother looked up from her magzine "Your room? No. Why? Have you lost something?"

Jin gulped "Uh.... Nothing. Just a sheet of paper"

She frowned "I don't know honey. Was it important?"

Jin shook his head "Nothing important." Jin turned to go back to his room when his mother stopped him.

"Jin-ah, spend time outside too. Don't always be cooped up in your room"

Jin turned and nodded "ok." Saying that he went to his room.

He started searching the whole room again. Again in vain. So he just cleaned up everything and put it everything back into its place.

Jin bit his lip as he sat down on his bed. Given how his mother responded he knew she hadn't seen the paper or anything.

Jin closed his eyes as he tried to remember where he had put it. But nothing came to him.

All he remembered was writing it in the morning.

All he could do now was that it would not get into anybody's hands. Just the thought of it was extremely horrifying and embarrassing.

Jin opened his eyes when he remembered he had not written his name yet. So even if somebody found it, they wouldn't know it was him.