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suna backs away from your kiss.

"or do you just want to go home like the lame bitch you are?"

"no, i just don't want to spend your money."

"relax. it's not a big deal. besides, i have more."

suna reaches into his pockets and grabs his wallet out. he opens it in front of you to show his money.

"you believe me now?"

"... i still think you shouldn't waste your money on me."

"then i don't know what to tell you."

"hang on.." you said suspiciously.

suna rolled his eyes. he stares at you and asks, "what could it be now?"

"how come you have so much without a job?"

suna froze.

"that is... none of your concern."

it was completely silent in the car.

"cmon, tell me."

"shut up."

"please?"

"if i do, will you shut up?"

you nod yes. suna sighs again, turning his engine on.

"i just.. sell."

"you what?"

"...sell."

"sell what exactly?"

"god, weed. i sell weed. that's why my dumbass sister didn't like the smell inside my room. the plant was hiding in my closet."

"oh, so that's why you always smell like-"

"i do? um.. maybe i should buy other colognes."

"great idea! instead of you wasting your money on me, you can buy yourself the things you want!"

"absolutely not."

"ugh." you sulked.

"let me be nice for once and treat you."

"fine. i'll pay you back."

"no. y/n, it's fine, okay? just shut up so we can leave."

"hmph. whatever."

suna starts driving out of his neighborhood. it was silent at the time. you sulked while looking out the window. suna takes a glimpse at what you're doing and looks back at the road.

"don't use that face on me."

you didn't reply. you kept quiet and ignored him.

"i didn't mean it."

"you should spend your earned money on yourself." you mumble.

"but-"

"i have my own money. buy your cologne, whatever makes you happy."

"what makes me happy is seeing you happy. and for once, i wanna be the cause of your happiness."

"why?"

".. anyways. we'll be arriving soon. "

1:18pm

suna parks his car close to the doors of the mall entrance.

"we're here loser."

"i realized."

suna unbuckles your seatbelt and then unbuckles his.

"i got it. thanks."

suna sighs and opens his door to leave his car. you do the same and he waits for you at the back.

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