i drag hoseok and i back to his house.
"where are we going?" hoseok says, with fear in his voice.
"to your fucking house, where else?" i say.
"o–oh." hoseok says and he chuckles a bit.
"i can't believe you, you come to me. while i'm sleeping on the streets saying sorry and expecting me to forgive you." i say, "i have forgiven you many times, now i fucking hate you."
"i just wanted to a–" hoseok says.
i grab his collar and say, "shut the fuck up."
"oh o–okay.." hoseok says.
i run up the stairs, still holding hoseok's wrist. i reach to his apartment door and hold out my hand.
"keys." i say.
hoseok looks at me and he digs his hand in his pocket. i hear the keys clink and he gives them to me. i insert the key into the lock and i open the door.
"where is my stuff?" i say.
"i kept them in my room, near the lamp. i was going to give them back to you." hoseok says, slightly touching my shoulder.
i slapped his hand away and i say, "don't touch me!"
i look through his room and everything i own is there.
"i'm going to take a shower and change. we'll talk after." i say.
