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Another day but the same things over and over again.

Jisung was sat on the chair in the living room with his dad.
His father had just come back home from work and was telling jisung some jokes him and his co workers shared.

He loved listening to his dad tell said jokes, they'd always make him laugh even if some of them were repetitive.

"Dinner's done!"

"That's our call, come on ji"

The two males got up and padded over to the kitchen where Min-soo was. Tonight's dinner was mashed potato with chicken stew, it wasn't much but it was jisung's favorite.

Conversations flowed from how his grades were to if he had made any friends at school yet.

Jisung said no and that he didn't feel the need to. He said that talking to people was hard for him.

"What do you mean it's hard? Just walk up to someone and say hi?"

Jisung looked in his mother's direction, "well mom, even that's difficult to do."

He didn't intend for it to sound as bitter as it did, but oh well.

"Watch your tone with me-"

"Or what? You'll restrict me from going outside? You'll take my phone away? You'll hit me-"

"I only hit you sometimes because I love you!"

"Sure mom.. may I be excused, I'm not hungry anymore."

"Sure you can, go on kid-"

"So you're just gonna let him leave so-gyu?! He needs to learn some respect!"

"Min-soo, when you learn some, maybe he will to. And furthermore you were the one being pushy towards him!"

Jisung awkwardly stood there while they went back and forth until his dad tapped his leg to let him know he could leave.

While walking in the hallway, the arguing got worse with each second.

"Jesus Min-soo again with the money thing?! Y'know some people don't even have a roof over their heads!"

"Well I'm not talking about them, I'm talking about how you can't even be man enough to give me any money!"

"That makes no fucking sense and I will not sit here any longer. If I do, my braincells would rot. Goodnight, I'll be sleeping on the couch." His father got up and took his and jisung's plate to the sink so he could wash them before grabbing a pillow from the room and going to the couch.

"You're unbelievable do you hear me?! Fucking unbelievable!" Min-soo screeched.

Jisung was in his room with his pillow covering his ears.
If it was one thing he hated, it was confrontation and loud noises.
Something that seemed to be never ending in this once peaceful household.

He grabbed his phone which had a couple songs on it and played some music, figuring he'd just do something he loves since he can't sleep.

That 'something' was drawing.

a/n: *nervous laughter*
How do you do~