𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗬 | heejake

chapter one

jake's pov

It's around eight in the evening.

I'm on my way home from college, heeseung called me, whining about craving for seafood with ramen, but I told him, with a serious tone and a straight face 'put those shrimps up where I think it fits the best' like it was no big deal; I am not buying shit for you.

that's when I turned off my phone, but it was a facetime call, his eyes were as big as bowling balls.

thinking of bowling I think it could be a great idea, he doesn't really get out of the apartment that often. he smells like an old mama's boy, who hasn't seen human beings for ages, last week we went to the grocery store together to get some food since he never told me about our fridge being so empty, and this man freaking flinched at the woman who asked 'what paiement method are we using?' I was so embarrassed, I literally left him there, leaving the place with my car, I left him alone at the grocery store.

Obviously I'm not a monster so I came back after driving around the city, well I did send him a text message about being sorry and that I will be there soon but I got caught in a traffic jam, so when I came back well it was getting pretty dark. he came back with the bags, but when he sat beside me he sobbed quietly.

'bro are you crying?'

'well bro you abandoned me there for five fucking hours.'

having those memories made me frown, I didn't even notice I came across a red light, I mean I sort of knew when I almost got into a car crash "what the fuck man" I slapped myself mentally, after almost dying I parked my car on the side, but when I look to my right there is a nice looking restaurant.

this is exhausting.

"hey it's me, I'm back." I'm coated in rain, it was raining when I came out of the restauration, plus we live in an apartment so the entrance and my parking spot is literally on the other side of the block, so yeah it appears I'm soaking wet, but I still sat on the couch beside heeseung, opening the bag, I took out a bowl of sea food with ramen as expected, I didn't give it to him yet, I had my idea "I thought you wouldn't be buying shit" I kept my cool, but I'm currently eying him and regretting my great actions "alright" he sounds scared, not only he sounds but he looks petrified.

I'm not even scary.

with my fingers, I took a shrimp, digging the piece of protein into a strange mixture, then when I turn around to face him, I drive it like it's an airplane.

"dude what the hell"

"eat the damn shrimp."

he ate it, no questions needed.

"we should go bowling tomorrow or the next day" I did buy some food for him, but I'm also hungry so I ordered something just for me, however I won't be using my fingers, not after I felt his tongue flick on them, I'm a little shaken but that's fine I guess "I was thinking of something else-"

"Bowling" I'm just being insistent because I know his ideas are so bad, last time I listened to him we came across some people protesting against gay rights while we were supposed to watch a movie at the theater, the whole road was filled by those people so I left him like I always do, well he did follow me after realizing what was going on; 'ain't lady gaga gay' he stated, I asked him why he told me that and he said that's because lady gaga was playing at the manifestation, thinking about it he was damn right for the first time of his life.

This world makes no sense.

"okay fine, but I wanted to build a bear"

"uh?"