Jeon Jungkook, who was bringing a lot of junkfoods on a transparent plastic bag with a logo printed on its front, strolling inside the mall, wondering what he should buy next.
Hmm? Should I buy tees for Jimin?, He told himself through his mind. With a grimace look on his face, he shrugged imaginatively. Nah, he has a lot of it-- no, a cabinet full of it! I wonder when he would decrease the number of his t-shirts. It's so many.
He continued walking, finding a great spot to buy awesome things that he'd like. Actually, it was a pure relief to him for being alone, shopping in the mall, for the time being. He thought, it was kinda crowded and annoying for him in their apartment. So, he decided to go out and do shopping instead. He don't know if it literally means 'shopping' as he just went there to buy bunch of junkfoods and strolling in the shops, not buying anything.
He circumvented his gaze to the shops again and looked on the things that was displayed inside, hoping something would catch his attention. But he failed.
Jungkook sighed heavily, looking down on the ground, wrinkling his forehead as he was being frustrated. He had been walking for almost an hour and all he bought was only junkfoods, nothing more and nothing less.
He exhaled again as he decided to stop on a food court and lined up in a queue to order a food that he had been favoured a long time ago.
A second or two, he felt something vibrating on his pocket located on the back of his slacks. He fished it out and looked on the screen to see who was calling him. His phone registered, Jin.
Jungkook picked up the call, still lining up on a long queue. "Hyung," he called dryly. He was sure that his older brother called him for two absolute reasons that he assumed. One, Jin called him because he wants him to buy something. Two, Jin called because of an unwanted reason. Annoying him would be the best example.
"After all texting you messages several times and you still haven't seen it, you'll just say 'hyung' to me? How rude," Jin replied back, high-pitching his voice uncharacteristically.
Jungkook scoffed, rolling his eyes. Here we go again.
"What is it now?" He just asked as he moved forward in the long queue.
There was a loud sigh that can be heard on the next line. "Where are you?"
"You know hyung, according to what I've read, you shouldn't answer a question with another question," Jungkook mockingly replied, raising one corner of his lips.
"You brat!..." Jin paused, obviously finding something that he could bend over his annoyance. "Just tell me where you are!" He continued.
Jungkook sighed as he rolled his eyes again. "Fine, fine. I'm here in the mall, lining up in the food court to buy food. Happy?"
"YOU!..." Because of loss of words, Jin didn't finish his sentence instead, he just inhaled to keep himself cool. "Get back here in the company and be sure to get here fast or else."
Jungkook struck an eyebrow upward. "Oh, why should I? It's my day-off, FYI," he said, emphasizing each letter of the abbreviation of 'for your information.'
"Just get in here! There's an important meeting and you're super late! Get in here in 10 minutes or say bye-bye to your lamb skewers," And with that, Jin hung up.
"Hyung? Hyung! We can talk about this!" Jungkook yelled on the phone but it was too late because Jin just hung up. Jungkook put back his phone on his pocket, furrowing his eyebrows together.
He get out from the food court and headed to his car parked on the mall's huge parking area. When he arrived, he fished for his car keys and inserted it on the keyhole. As soon as he get inside his car, he immediately drove himself fast to the company.
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FanfictionThis story revolves around the uncommon life of Kim Taehyung who has a mental illness, Pyromania. He burnt several buildings because of his illness and he wants to stop it but can't. Along his journey, Kim Taehyung met Park Jimin whom he treated as...