Chapter 6: Waste It On Me

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you:

wanna help me move lol

12: 02 AM

jeon jeongguk:

You're moving? Where are you moving?

Why are you moving?

12:10 AM

you:

chill, my lease is up

I managed to work something out with one of my coworkers so I've got a place to stay for a while

there's so much shit, though

I haven't gone through anything since the funeral cos I just haven't

felt like it, I guess

like what the fuck am I supposed to do with all his shit. clothes can get donated, but like just his fucking stuff? my mom's stuff? furniture? plates? does Hoseok need plates? will he want to eat off of used plates?

sorry, I'm a fucking mess

ignore me

12:15 AM

jeon jeongguk

I'll come help you.

When do you need to be out?

12: 16 AM

you:

the 30th but like

you don't actually have to help me. I was mostly kidding. I know you've got your own shit to deal with.

12:18 AM

jeon jeongguk:

Someone else can deal with it for a little while.

12:19 AM

you:

uh huh, how much do you charge for your services

12: 19 AM

jeon jeongguk:

I won't.

Just let me come see you.

12:20 AM

you:

seriously? I've been telling you to come see me since we met

you just want to make sure I haven't destroyed your car

12:25 AM

jeon jeongguk:

I need to see my baby.

12: 25 AM

you:

your baby is still intact

if you wanna come, I won't stop you. I've got tuesday off, so I was planning on packing as much shit as I can

12: 26 AM

jeon jeongguk:

I'll be over, darling <3

12: 27 AM

Even though Jeongguk texted him forty minutes ago that he'd be leaving the casino soon, Jimin still jumps at a sudden knock on the door. He sets the half-wrapped plate on the counter and approaches the door, dubious as to who might be on the other side. It might just be his landlord or his neighbor—her cat has a tendency to sneak out.

But, when he pulls the door open, there's Jeongguk in the flesh. The color has washed out of his hair, leaving him pale blonde. What's more of a shock is to see him in a pair of shredded black jeans and a yellow sweatshirt. Even though the sleeves of the sweatshirt are held together by crisscrossing laces, it's the most normal Jimin has seen him. He looks like a regular alpha. A pretty boy he might see on the streets or at school.

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