"that'll be $35."
jeongguk raises an eyebrow, and stops rummaging in his pocket for his wallet. "35 for three?"
a nod.
"no way. 30 or im not buying."
he's being stubborn. he also doesn't care.
the body across from him, joshua, sighs, and sinks back into his seat. "i'll tell you what." he pauses, clearly agitated. jeongguk doesn't care again. "if you're so intent on buying for $10 a gram,"
"i am."
he freezes, and shoots jeongguk a glare. "don't interrupt."
"sorry."
another sigh.
"as i was saying, if you're that fucking determined to pay $10 a gram," he pauses, eyes jeongguk as if he's reassuring himself jeongguk will keep his mouth shut this time, "then i can give u 4 for $40."
jeongguk is broke. he has $50 total in cash, and maybe $5 more in his bank account. maybe. $5.37 to be precise.
fuck it.
"alright." jeongguk agrees, and he resumes seeking his wallet out of his pocket while joshua grabs his weed out of the center console. it's pouring outside, the rain splattering against the car windshield in fat drops, almost big enough to be hail. jeongguk likes the rain. always has.
he pulls out $40 and hands it to joshua, while joshua hands him a plastic bag. jeongguk looks, and sure enough, 4 little green nugs sit inside, but since jeongguk's a little shit, he says, "you sure this is 4 g's?", looking at joshua, lips curling up slightly in the beginnings of a smile.
"jeongguk."
"yeah?"
"get the fuck out of my car."
"okay."
jeongguk doesn't need to be told twice. he steps out of the car, feeling one of the raindrops hit him right in the center of his forehead. it sends a slight chill down his spine, but he brushes it off and quickly slams the car door behind him, almost violent in the way he moves. not quite.
his car sits parked slightly further down the street, the dinky impala illuminated by a singular street lamp perched in front of the barbed wire fences that surrounded beige painted homes, lined along the streets.
the street lamp flickers off for a second, jeongguks face painted in red as he walks, a traffic light up ahead, and then flickers back on, the red leaving as quickly as it came. he likes the color red. thinks white is a boring color. bland.
he gets into his car, grimacing at the feeling of his wet clothes against the carpeted seats. turning the key in the ignition, music immediately begins filtering through the speakers. he sits for a moment, taking the weed and placing it safely in his own center counsel.
the moment he sees joshua's car peel away from the curb he shifts gears, and presses his foot so hard on the gas pedal it could break. at three am, he's not concerned about rear ending some susan's white subaru and getting sued. not concerned with much other than what's going on in his own head, and avoiding going home for as long as possible. for as long as he can.
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Fanfiction[ON HOLD] jeongguk's always known not to trust his mother. she lies, manipulates. makes him feel like the kind of person who would do the same thing. one day, when she relies on drastic measures to try and fix what she thinks is broken, jeongguk wil...
