Homeless ➹ 2jae [✓]

- 19 -

It was Youngjae's second day sleeping with his new peers at Seoul Station, and he was talking to some of Joohyun's friends that she'd introduced him to. They sat in a circle around Joohyun's things, and Youngjae just listened to their conversation about where they might go for some cheap snacks. He rested his head on his knee, stomach rumbling, and soon stood up. "I'm gonna go take a walk," he said, wiping off his pants. "It was nice meeting you all." The five girls waved at him and he walked off, raising the collar of the leather jacket.

As he exited the station, he noticed two guys staring at him. He didn't want to look back, but he couldn't help but feel paranoid, especially when he felt like they were following behind him. His feet began moving faster as the sky grew darker, and the fact that it was nearing nighttime freaked him out even more. He felt like he was being isolated – almost chased down – by these two guys behind him, but he knew it'd be better to just get away. Maybe they would leave him alone.

That isn't what happened, though. In a matter of seconds, he felt two hands grab his and put them behind his back. "Ah- What!?" One of the two guys – the one with purple hair – then ran in front of him, a concerned look on his face.

"No, it isn't him!"

"What?"

"It's not the same dude, let him go!" Youngjae was then released, but too stunned to run anywhere. Suddenly, he was pushed on the shoulder to face the other guy, meeting a stupid grin.

"Shit," the first guy laughed and patted him on the arm, "sorry, man." Youngjae wanted to drag himself away from these strange men, but his feet were stuck to the ground.

"W-what the-?" Youngjae asked, trying to figure out what had happened.

"Uh.." the purple haired one began. "See, uh... Bammie, here, thought you were another guy. Your jacket's the same. And- And your hair looks the same, too, so you can see how we were confused..."

"Um..."

"Hey, you came out of the station, right? With those other bums?" asked the one with brown hair – Bammie.

"Bums?"

"Yeah! We heard some kid started staying there, so we had to come by and check it out." Youngjae stood dumbfounded, amazed at the fact that he was still talking to these two guys, and that they seemed to be a part of the little community he'd come upon. It almost comforted him a little, but he was still concerned that they just tried to mug him. "You don't want to keep sleeping there, do you? Damn, those people are so dirty! I can't even believe someone like you ended up there! You don't look--"

"Bammie, shut up!"

"Ah.. I don't know who you are or what you're doing, b-but I could get you guys arrested for assault!" Youngjae realized, a hint of doubt in his voice. He wasn't the type to get into fights, so he didn't really know what to do.

"And we could have you arrested for sleeping on public property, but does anybody seem to care about that?" Bammie asked, earning a slap from his counterpart.

"Yah, it's fine there! Please leave me alone," Youngjae finally said, walking back in the direction of the station.

"Hey, wait! What's so good about that station, anyway? We've got a better place that you can stay at!" Youngjae stopped walking for a split second before shaking the idea out of his head. "Hey!"

"You guys just tried to mug me! Why would I want to stay with you?" he asked, turning around to face the two guys following him. "Besides, I don't even know your names, other than you're called Bammie."

"Only he calls me Bammie." The other nodded while he was brought into Bammie's left arm. "You call me Bambam. This is Yugyeom." Yugyeom stuck out his hand with a smile, but Youngjae was hesitant to shake it. "Yah, we're not horrible people!" With a sigh, Youngjae finally complied, and shook Yugyeom's hand.