Jimin's Pov.
- Counting the minutes, Jimin?
I take my eyes off the clock hanging on the wall and look back at Namjoon's smiley face.
- Honestly I don't know if I wanna go home because I hate work or stay here because I hate Jin
- Hahahah did he wake you up to kill a roach again?
- Oh god, don't remind me that again. I swear the moment he tells me where he saves the credit cards I'm killing him and running away, no regrets
- Really? You leaving Yoongi behind?
My mood dies a little more with every joking question
- I don't think he gives a shit honestly. Last time I heard about him was through Jin.
I sigh and lay my head on the counter, Namjoon patting my back
- I'm sure he's dying to talk to you again
- Yeah, I'm sure he is...
He rolls his eyes tired. At this point he's the only one that keeps saying we'll end up together.
Eventually my shift is over and I head back home.
- Good luck with the rich handsome boy! Give him my number!
I flip Namjoon off and cross the street. I can see the lights are still on. I wouldn't be surprised if he was reading one of those huge books that would take me ages to read entirely.
Thankfully he's in our room so I can chill out without him bothering me. I open another can of beer I stole from the bar and play some music. After each passing minute my head feels lighter, the music sounds louder, and my body moves on it's own.
It's been a few weeks since last time I danced like this. I must be really stressed. Well it's no wonder with-
- You're really talented
...him.
- Pfff thanks I guess
I take another drink and walk feeling a little dizzy towards the fridge for another beer.
- You know - God, why does he have to talk to me? - You could get really far. You try your best everyday and your dance is very...Uhm... expressive
I can't hold it in and laugh like an idiot. Okay, if he's trying to flatter me I can share the beer. I serve him a little and ask him to continue
- I mean like - He drinks a little and scrunches his nose - you could study something related to music or be a dance teacher!
My smile grows wider by the second. Ah, I remember those dreams.
- You know nothing, mafia model
- Mafia model?
- I try hard everyday. My effort is 100 per cent focused on be the best I can!
- That's great, Jimin!
- Aaand...this is what I got!
I chuckle and his smile falls a little
- Jimin, I meant-
- Trying my best I can barely pay rent on my own, but hey! It's a pretty nice flat!
He looks around and I take the chance to kill the roach that was next to his feet. I continue talking, taking another sip of beer
- That life you're taking about slid out of view so many years a go it doesn't even hurt anymore. It didn't take me long to understand what this life is about
My words slip out of my mouth slower that I expected. This beer is getting to my head clearly. Specially if I'm talking so calmly with this idiot.
- Are you happy Jimin?
He asks me avoiding my eyes. I light a small blunt and answer as I open the window
- Yes and no. Am I happy when I work so much I can hardly feel my feet just to come back to an empty and messed up flat? Well no. But, is my smile real when I dance on my floor and drink my beer? Definitely, it's like touching heaven for a few hours a week.
I share the blunt with Jin who coughs at first but eventually gets used to it. He seems almost depressed and I'm not used to it. So I just pat his back and calm him
- Hey, no need to cry for me dude - I say dramatically- You do what you can with what you got. It ain't easy, but it ain't that bad
After the smoke I go to bed. I'm so used to smoking every now and then that I don't feel much effect. Except for some peace that helps me sleep fondly. I leave behind a giggling Jin who watches kpop videos on his phone probably high up his ass since it's his first time.
Pff, and then he asks me why I spend my money on cigs and beer. Idiot.
I can't help a small smile before falling asleep. I guess he's not as bad as I thought.
Next chapter
This time I'm not gonna let it end this way
Why are you like this, Tae?
------------------------------------------------------I really like this chapter. I love this two together and Jimin is one of my favorite characters here.
Anyways, shit's about to go down so get ready for next chapter!
See you on Friday!
- Baby Y
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