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"no, dad. i fucking don't need your money!" jungkook yelled into the phone. "you moved to seoul to become a photographer. but, guess what, son? you fucking failed." jungkook's dad yelled at him.

"if you don't use my money, you'll go broke in a month." jungkook's dad reasoned. "i don't need your shit. i've always made it on my own because it's better than living in that shit hole you call a house."

he hangs up the phone before his dad could speak another word. the brunette runs a hand through his hair sighing. he wasn't going to cry, not again.

he ran away from home just to become a big time photographer in seoul cause that's what he loved. capturing pictures of the most beautiful things and making memories of it. but, he didn't make it because he didn't have money. but he didn't want to use his rich ass parents disgusting money.

he moved in with hoseok and tried to find a job or anything. but, he ended up going to bars and sleeping with girls left and right.

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