Hate At First Sight | 남진 ✓

42 : Despair

Advance happy birthday to my Amiga, Kim Seokjin...his birthday is in in two days (dec 4) he's gonna be 28. But he will always remain as our baby ♥

This update is supposed to be for his birthday celebration. But since I've done it earlier than expected, i just published it.

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Chapter 42

"Okay. I get it. Bye." By that---Minjae cuts the call and lightly shoved his phone inside his pocket.

With a little smile plastered on his face, he started to walk back to where he left Jin a while ago. Hands in his pockets as he hums to some songs as he walk down the crowdy pathway.

The poor brunette must have gotten impatient now just by waiting for too long for him--and so Minjae laughed by the thought of Jin looking so pissed.

He swore. He likes it when his friend is pissed off. Like---he looks like a mad little cutie hamster once he huffs with a total frustration tho.

Minjae loves that sight of Jin getting mad for some unknown---small reasons. Jin huffing, rolling his eyes, yells and glares at anyone when he is mad is the most adorable sight for Minjae. Ever.

And that's what makes him related or somewhat similar to Namjoon. Because they're the only ones who finds Jin still cute even when he is sulking.

And no matter what happens. They will still find Jin cute, over and over again.

Reaching to where he left Jin to answer the call he received---the little smile he was carrying is now gone when he didn't saw his friend there. He can't spot the shopping bags anywhere either.

Where could he be? Minjae thought. Roaming his eyes around the crowdy place, hoping that he will find Jin anytime soon.

He soon walked over the less crowded place on the pathway, as he thought that Jin isn't fond much of a crowded place.

Minjae soon saw a metal bench on the side, after running for some time. And there lied the bunch of shopping bags that has many of stuffs inside them.

But roaming his eyes again---Minjae still didn't spot even any hint of his friend.

Now---he is scared shitless. Their belongings are here, but his friend isn't. He walks back and forth just in front of the bench. Holding his head with his two hands as he thinks of any possibilities.

Like---there was a hold upper, but the stuffs Jin owns is not what he wants---but Jin himself.

Or maybe---it could be a rapist, and he took Jin with him so he could do something nasty with him.

Minjae's mind was already messed up.

Doesn't know what to do anymore, and can't even prevent himself from thinking of negative possibilities that might happen to Jin.

Without even thinking---he get his phone out of his pocket, trying to find that certain person's number on his contacts and much to his luck---he found it.

Tapping the number of that person---he put his phone against his right ear as he waited for the number he dialed to answer his very important call.

"Hello?" and that is it---after numerous of vibrates and rings of his phone. The owner of the number finally answered.

"Namjoon. I need you to come here---" Minjae said in a rush, breaths heavily after saying it in one go.

"Why? Why do you need me there?" Namjoon asks dumbfounded.