the injured angel

sunday

❁8日目❁

hoseok washed his face at a rest stop washroom -on their way from gwangju-do to seoul- but he stopped as jungkook made his way in the washroom.

"nice game kid." he said making jungkook knuckles become itchy.

"im saying this for the last time, stop it." jungkook rounded his already round eyes and put his facial pouch on the sink next to hoseok's.

"stop what hyung? the game? starcrafts?" he said expectantly innocent.

"yes, stop playing game. go to army department and came back as a good guy." hoseok scoffed.

the youngest take his cleanser out and applied on his face.

hoseok glance at the bandage on jungkook muscled arm.

"you thought going to army can change someone? like what happened to jimin hyung?" as his hand massage his own face he started to bubble things up; cleanser and topics.

hoseok packed his stuff up and exit the washroom but he can still heard jungkook last remark.

"hyung, i love playing game. no one can stop me once i started."

"where are you going?" he asked jimin as he saw the young man getting out of the car.

"washing for sure." jimin said showing him his only blue packed pouch.

"ah before that, can you buy me some hot cookies. i've been craving for them." hoseok said as he opened his wallet and hand jimin 10 000 won.

"treat yourself something." he added as jimin walked to the store in silence.

few moments later jungkook get out of the washroom and he smiled at jimin which make hoseok feel uncomfortable.

"so the first task is cleaning the shelves, can you do that?" the owner of the book shop commanded at aeyeon; which were replied with a nod.

she arranged her steps to the first row of book shelf.

her hand start to arrange the book, keeping it straight and arranged by the title.

after the first row, she moved to the second row and continued the etc.

each shelves packed with book that are going to be sell.

approximately 8 am the store opened and bunchs of people start to packed the store; as it was the only bookstore in the street.

aeyeon work all-around, helping each costumer with their own antics and pleasures.

not a day passed but she nearly died, luckily they got 10 minutes of breaks every hour.

as she was munching some snacks, her phone rang and the dialer show jimin's number.

lazily, she picked the call.

"hello?" jimin voice roared on the phone.

"why don't you answer my call last night?" he asked as soon as he heard aeyeon hummed.

"i-- was busy last night." aeyeon replied she hate it when jimin tried to be protective like 7 days after their marriage; and this is the first time she answer his call.

"okay, i'll be back home tomorrow. we'll go groceries shopping." he said lighten up the dimmed mood.

aeyeon sudden realized she have work tomorrow but not sunday.

"no-- not tomorrow. come back on sunday and yes, we'll shopping on the sunday." she said as she coughed her reason away.

"okay then." he replied feeling a little happy that aeyeon asked him to come and not pushing him away.

"i'll see you this sunday." she said forcefully ended the call as few customer start to line up to pay their purchased and myojung seem like she can't handle it alone.

jimin ended the call and keep his phone in his pocket.

"so, when are you going back home?" namjoon asked in a teasing tone.

"this sunday." he replied while staring at the road brighten up by streetlights and indeed a smile plastered on his plump lips.

"eh, why so late?" namjoon asked again as he remembered jimin said he would visit her on saturday till sunday every week.

"she ask me so." he replied shortly.

"why?"

"she don't tell me the reason."

"okay.."

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