i stormed in the front door angrily, letting it slam behind me as i made my way up to my room. i was an hour and a half late, plus it decided to colossal downpour as soon as i got out of my car. i was annoyed, upset, and just wanted to sleep this shitty day away.
"dude, what's your issue?" beck asked, averting her attention away from the tv. i ignored her, opening my savings jar and adding this week's paycheck into it. i began to count silently in my head, flipping through the bills. 185, 195, 200. i thought to myself, $3,200..
—wait.
i jerked my head towards beck who was now paying no mind to me. i thought i had to be wrong; so i recounted..again and again. $3,200. i wasn't wrong, i was one-hundred percent correct.
"dude." my monotone voice cracked. beck looked over at me, cocking an eyebrow. "i-i made the money."
"no fucking way." she cursed. her eyes were huge, eyebrows furrowed. beck grabbed the jar from my hands and began to vigorously count. after a few minutes; she looked up at me slowly, a huge smile forming on her face. she slammed into me, wrapping her arms around me tightly. "you did it.." she whispered, "you fucking did it."
"i did it." i laughed, screwing the lid back onto my jar and rushing downstairs. beck followed shortly behind me. "grab me a notepad." i scrambled, reaching for a pen. she slid one across the table, catching it under my grasp. shakily, i scribbled a note across the page, rereading it for good measure before sticking it to the fridge. "go grab our stuff, anything i don't care." i spoke, turning to beck. "and tell seiko we'll be at his place in an hour."
a few minutes later, beck returned with two suitcases. i reached for my phone, opening kakao maps. "public transit stopped running two hours ago." i sighed, "but there's a bus stop ten minutes away."
"but it's pouring dude, we can't walk." she scoffed, shutting down my plan. after a few minutes of thinking, lighting struck. "i'll just make seiko come get us."
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even in seiko's warm car, driving away from what i called my "home" these past few months; something didn't feel right. this underlying guilty pain in my stomach was churning. suddenly i had an idea, probably a bad one.
ME
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Fanfiction[#1 in #bangchan] 08.01 [#1 in #straykids] 08.02 beck and jae flopped onto their bed, opening up their laptop. "CHAN IS LIVE JAE CLICK ON IT CLICK ON IT!" beck screamed, repeatedly hitting jae's arm. she paused and swatted beck's arm away. "hit me o...
