Black sweater and Red socks

-3

I did not enjoy my first night in my new apartment.
It was loud and cars honking was heard everywhere.
I tried putting earphones on, didn't work, I tried putting all my blankets all over me hoping it would block out the noise, didn't work.

Nothing fucking worked.

I had bags under my eyes the next morning.
Why must my mother torture me this much.

"Why is there no food in here" I cried out loud seeing an empty fridge.
I groaned hungry.
Maybe I should try to get one of my neighbors to feed me..
No Jungkook you need to keep some of your pride left.

My stomach grumbled again.
Fuck I'm hungry.
I looked into my wallet and saw I had only 20$ on me currently.

I should get a job soon.
I thought momentarily, so instead of laying on my bed like usually on Saturday mornings, I decided to do something productive and went out looking for job flyers.

I had not seen any.
Just my luck, what am I going about with my life?

I jumped in shock as a truck horn beeped so loudly as I was crossing the road.
I scoffed and looked at the sign ahead.
That motherfucker, I still got 12 seconds left.
Instead of quickly getting out of the way and ignoring the incident , I went up to the truck and yelled at it.

"Hey! I was still walking! The red light was still fucking on , you fucking dipshit ass butt!" I sounded like a 12 year old cussing out on the streets cause his mom didn't get him the Phone he wanted, just with a slight deeper voice.

The person in the drivers seat beeped the horn again and that triggered me the most.

"Yah!" I tried to sound intimidated by making my voice deeper.
Then suddenly a person from the backseat came out the door and walked up to me.
He was tall, ash grey hair, with a suit on, looked expensive.

"Listen dude I'm trying to get to a job interview and actually do something with my life unlike you who's acting like a damn baby that didn't get his milk the way he liked, so I suggest you move the hell out the way or my friend will run you over. "
He said this all with a smile on his face.

I gulped. I'd admit he did scare me abit but I wasn't going to let some tall stranger talk trash about me.
"Okay hold the fuck up mister, first of all I am doing something productive with my life, so you have no right to say so in any matter."
I gave him the middle finger as I walked away with a grin.
"Hey Yugyeom! You're gonna be late! Hurry up!" I heard from behind, Yugyeom huh? I'll remember that.

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I headed back to my apartment instead of looking for job flyers after that little scene I had.

My stomach was hurting now I was really hungry.
Suddenly I heard my doorbell ring.
Hmm who could that be.

"Yah Jungkook why didn't you tell me you got a new place? Huh?"
That was the first thing he said.
Not even a "Hello" or a wave.

"Hyung? What are you doing here?"
"Namjoon told me what happened and I wanted to come visit"
"Ahh. Hey Hoseok hyung did you perhaps bring any food with you?" I asked sheepishly, opening the door wider for him to get through.

"I knew you would ask," he t'sked. "so I bought Black bean noodles!"
My eyes went wide and I immediately gave him a hug and a huge smile.

"Yeah yeah, get chopsticks"
I hurriedly got them and sat down on the kitchen table across from him.

"You're a life saver hyung, I went job looking this morning and saw none! Then this truck was beeping so loudly...." I babbled my whole morning to him while eating and Hoseok hyung just nodded and listened.

God I love him, he's such an amazing friend. I'm really lucky to have him as my friend.

I'll give you a little info about my wonderful Hoseok hyung.
He's 23, has a good job, good house, good car. He's basically good at everything.

Everything except finding love.
Sure he's had a couple lovers here and there but he's always said that he just hasn't found the one yet.
Even when he was dating this girl for about 2 years.

Anyways we became friends when we met in sophomore year of high school.
He was popular and I was average.
We went to the same dance class and that's how we became great friends.

My second day here and I'm actually starting to not hate it that much anymore.
But that's just for today, who knows what'll happen tomorrow.

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It's 12 AM, what am I doing with my life Ha.
-1800J1