Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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+A Week Later or So

"PARK!" A loud voice barked. Just outside the comfort of Jimin's small apartment, the boy resided in at the moment.

"OPEN UP THIS GODDAMN DOOR!" Jimin yet again ignoring the call, chose to grab the hem of his blanket turning to face the other direction, only to be met with no soft surface, except the hard floor of his living room.

"Fuck-" Groaned the pained boy, as he tried to pull himself together and wake up to reality. Rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hands, he then looked up with his blurry vision, checking the time; 6:05am. Groaning to himself the boy got up lazily stumbling his way to the door. Leaning his head against the wall he opened the door to peeking into the hallway.

"Jimin!" The boy on the other side sighed in relief. Jimin wanted to so badly close the damn door on the boy, but he didn't want to get into more trouble.

"Jimin you know how long I've been trying to get a hold of you? You need to pay up. I can't keep saving your ass anymore my dads getting pissed."

"I'm really sorry Taehyung. You know I'm trying. I really am." Jimin replied urgently.

"I know Jimin but you know my dad, he isn't a very patient man. How about you just pay whatever you can right now and I'll pay the rest, just make sure you pay me back within these two weeks."

"Thank you so much Taehyung you're a lifesaver. I'll try my best to pay you back!" Jimin answered back quickly.

"I'll transfer the money to you, so you can give it to Seokjin hyung." Jimin muttered, trying to figure out where his phone was currently resting. Locking his eyes with the cursed device he jumped for it, tumbling to the ground.

While laying on his stomach Jimin looked towards Taehyung who was looking at him with a small smile. Jimin grinned back at him, then turned his attention back to his phone, trying to send the payment through.

"Done!" He squealed in relief. Taehyung then pulled out his own phone checking his notifications noticing the amount that Jimin had paid. Sighing, Taehyung looked at Jimin looking a little tense.

"Jimin this is-"

"I know, I know. Just please for now, I swear I'll get you the rest." Jimin pleaded, with the younger boy.

"Fine, I'm going to go now. See you later Park." The younger waved, tapping away on his phone.

"Thank you, and bye!" Jimin replied quickly before the door was shut.

Sighing, Jimin slouched into himself in exhaustion. Then leaned his back against the sofa. Jimin couldn't remember how he ended up falling so behind in his payments, he was always on time. What was getting into him these days? Why was he acting like this? His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Exhaling out a breath he picked up the call without question.

"Jimin! Where are you?" A familiar but nasally voice of a girl yelled on the other end. Confused, Jimin sat up.

"Huh?"

"Your shift starts in, negative 5 minutes!" It continued. That's when the gears in Jimin's brain started turning. WORK!

"Fuck,"

Let's just say Jimin took more shifts than he could handle, not in just one cafe but two.

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