home; kv.

eleven.

Taehyung tiredly dragged his feet beside Hoseok, holding a bag that contained a new work uniform and another outfit which had gotten solely for the party. Although he should be happy that he was going to have a good time with someone sweet, he was sulking.

I could've spent this money on something more useful. Now I need to make sure I barely eat anything today so that I have enough saved for rent. Taehyung stared down at the bag.

"Do you want head back to mine and change there?" Hoseok snapped the boy out of his thoughts.

"Yeah sure, I won't stay long though I have work tomorrow." Taehyung smiled softly before continuing to look forward which is when he let his smile fall. And I'm exhausted, I need to go home and take a nap.

Holy shit where the fuck am I? Jeongguk let out a loud gasp, sitting up with sweat all over his face and hair sticking up. He scratched his head and blinked away the sleep, grabbing his phone which had somehow fallen onto the floor.

"Fuck." He whispered when he saw that it was 9pm, and his phone was also on ten percent. That prompted him to quickly plug it on charge and stumble out of bed towards the bathroom in the corridor.

Stupid fucking party, don't even wanna go but I'd make so much good money if I get to sell. Jeongguk washed up again and fixed his hair, before he was about to leave he quickly double checked his forehead.

"Thank fuck, no dick." Jeongguk mumbled to himself and decided to start getting ready for the house party.

He didn't put that much effort in, just some plain black clothes with a bomber jacket on top to keep him warm even though it was already pretty warm. It would be even hotter in the house with all the teenagers, but he needed more pockets to store his things.

Ket, weed, xanny, coke, and...shrooms. Jeongguk carefully packed everything up, making sure to store it in his pockets carefully. He made it was enough to earn a lot of money but also not too much that he'd have no more stuff to sell later on.

"Wow, that's a lot of people." Taehyung mumbled as he stood at the top of the stairs beside Hoseok who snaked an arm around him and smiled.

"I know, if I'm being honest it's just because I know Jeongguk needs more money and every single person here is addicted or just fucked up," Hoseok turned to the boy, "Which is why you should stay with me or Jeongguk, these people would do anything to get their hands on someone pretty."

"Jeongguk would probably sell me to them," Taehyung scoffed at the mention of the boy and scanned the growing crowd, "I wonder what's taking him so long to get here."

"I don't know, but come with me to plug in the music." Hoseok took him by his hands and pulled him downstairs towards the speakers.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut when the sudden movement made his head spin, the urge to say he wanted to go home grew stronger but with the way he was being held he didn't want to. He also wasn't fond of the idea of walking home alone when he had been warned of how bad the town was.

I'll stay for an hour, he'll be too drunk by then to care and Jeongguk seems like the type to just leave after selling his shit. Taehyung thought to himself and flinched when the music suddenly blasted.

"Want something to drink?" Hoseok loudly asked the boy who slowly nodded.

"Can I not have anything strong? I have work tomorrow," Taehyung yelled over the music as he was being dragged towards the kitchen counter full of red plastic cups.

"Here, this is basically just juice." Hoseok passed it to the boy who thanked him and took a sip. He was beyond grateful that Hoseok wasn't the type to trick him and that the drink actually tasted like juice, "Oh look, Jeongguk's here!"