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일이 힘들 때 그냥 마셔 라.

When things get tough, just drink them away

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Today was like any other day, Indya laying in her bed, looking up at her ceiling, thinking of the destruction she calls a relationship. Looking over at her nightstand, she glances at the picture frame of her and Jordan, Jordan kissing her cheek while she smiled into the camera, her eyes slightly closed from her bright smile. Faintly smiling, she remembers the innocence in their relationship when they started dating Junior year of high school. Over the years, she left like she was on the top of the world until their relationship hit their third year mark, where she slowly realized that her relationship was all just show and tell.

Frowning at the thought, Indya turns back around, sitting up from her bed, her eyes looking out the window to her neighbor across the street. Adverting her attention to the front door, she watches the three boys walk out, her spotting Yoongi's black hair out of the three. He was shaking his head while lighting the cigarette between his lips, his friends acting weird infront of him. He quickly glances upwards to her window, catching sight of her.

Shyly waving at him, he returns the favor before taking the cigarette out his mouth, the smoke slowly drifting between his lips. Hoseok and Namjoon look back at him, confused at who he's waving at. He just waves them off, dragging them towards his car, Hoseok whining from Yoongi's grip while Namjoon looks around, trying to figure out the mysterious person.

Giggling, she watches them in delight, a jealousy feeling her stomach of their fond friendship that Indya wished she had.

"What are you looking at?" Jordan asked, Indya smile falling while her body tenses up from the presence of the one person she mistakenly brought into her world.

"Just looking. Am I not allowed to look outside now?" She asks, hint of anger in her voice.

"How you've been acting lately, I gotta check." He says, Indya clenches her fist, trying to calm down.

"And you think you're all mister perfect huh?" Jordan stays quiet, knowing that Indya got him.

"Mhm that's what I thought." Indya walks passed him, roughly bumping into his shoulder, leaving him in the room they once shared with love, with guilt in his eyes. If only Indya knew how guilty he really was.

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"Put a card down already!" Hoseok groaned, Namjoon taking forever on whether he should place the draw four or just put down a regular green 5.

"For the love of God, Namjoon if you don't put down a damn card in the next 5 seconds, I will strangle you." Jin looked at him with anger in his eyes, Namjoon looking back at his cards.

Yoongi just sits back, his cards face down while he scrolls through his phone, ignoring the soon to be crime scene right infront of him. Receiving an notification, Yoongi looks at the unknown number, only reading half the message to know exactly who it was. Pulling back from his chair, he walks off to the back porch, Namjoon and Hoseok looking over at Yoongi with concern.

Stepping out, he closes the sliding door behind him before calling the unknown number, the other line picking up immediately.

"Yoongi?"

"What did I tell you about contacting my phone."

"Yoongi I jus-"

"Just what? Wanted to explain yourself for the shit you did because if that's it then don't waste your time."

"Yoongi-" Ending the call, Yoongi blocks the number along with deleting the message. Turning around, he's greeted with Jimin's concern eyes, the anger slowly leaving Yoongi's face.

"Jimin-"

"That was Angelina wasn't it?" Yoongi nods his head.

"Yoongi-"

"Don't say it Jimin cause the answer is no. Okay." Jimin looks at him with defeat, knowing that Yoongi will never accept her apology.

"Hey hyung, it's your turn." Hoseok says, walking up to Jimin and Yoongi. Yoongi nods his head, walking past Jimin to head back to the table, Jimin slowly following behind him.

Taking a sit, Yoongi picks up his cards before placing his card down, a small smirk placed on his lips.

"Uno." He says, Hoseok and Namjoon groaning while Jin mumbles profanities under his breath.

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It was later in the night, Hoseok and Namjoon deciding to crash at Jin's place, leaving Yoongi and Jimin to head back home. Pulling up into the driveway, Yoongi parks the car, Jimin quickly climbing out the car before walking towards the front door, Yoongi taking his last hit before stepping out the car, throwing his bud on the floor, his foot crushing it. He closes the door, walking towards his porch before glancing back behind him, the single bedroom light catching his attention. Looking back at his front door, he turns the other way, walking across the street towards Indya's house.

Standing infront of her door, Yoongi rings her doorbell, the charms ringing outside the house. Hearing footsteps coming down the stairs, he steps back from the door, his hands in his pocket, the cold breeze blowing against his naked arms.

Turning the locks, Indya opens the door to see Yoongi standing there with a faint smile on his face, his eyes filled with sincere.

"Hey."

"What are you doing here?"

"Came to talk to my neighbor if that's alright with you?" He asked, Indya slowly smiling. Stepping aside, Yoongi steps inside, Indya closing the door behind him once he fully enters.

Walking towards her living room, he takes a seat on her couch while Indya fishes out two beers from her fridge. Entering into the room, she hands Yoongi a bottle, him thanking her before opening it, taking a couple sips.

"So what did you come here to talk about?" Indya asked, sitting down on the couch, crossed legged while facing Yoongi.

"Just wanted to get my mind off of some things."

"What happened?"

"Someone from my past keeps trying to pop back into my life."

"Ex girlfriend?" Indya asked.

"You could say that."

"Mind telling me what she did?"

"Let's just say she did some things that made my life the way it is now. Fucked up and sorrow." Yoongi says, chugging the rest of his drink before sitting the empty bottle down on the table.

Sitting closer to him, Indya grabs his hand, catching his attention. Looking down at their hands, he glances back at her, her looking at him with a faint smile.

"I guess we're on the same boat then."

"What happened to you?"

"My ex boyfriend came over again."

"Is he still here?" Yoongi asked, looking at how the spark in her eyes dulled down.

"No. I kicked him out a while ago but he's probably gonna come back again." Indya says, her eyes filled with sorrow. Squeezing her hand, Indya looks over at Yoongi, him sending her a small smile. Leaning her head against his shoulder, they watch the figures moved across the television, the sound of the conversations being blurred out from their ears while sharing sips between Indya's beer. Drinking their problems away like it's the only solution to their fucked up lives.

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