"Why is this so fucking pretty what the fuck." he was semi boggled by the phone gifted to him. She smiled watching him be so amused by a simple phone. "This is fucking amazing what the hell." he admired the gold colour with practically stars in his eyes.
"It's pretty huh?" she rested her head on her arm boredly
"Whatever accessory you want with it just send me a link to it and I'll send you it whenever it delivers." she hummed scrolling through her phone. "You physically do not need to buy me anything Jung." he sighed still immersed in the item.
She chuckled, ruffling his hair, "It's alright hun, I'll buy you anything you want for a minimum price of absolutely nothing." she smiled as he looked semi drained. "What are you? My sugar mommy or some bullshit?" he scoffed
"I could be if you call me accordingly" she laughed.
Although he was slightly annoyed, he couldn't help but smile. His emotions were on overdrive, having lost its touch with itself. The idea of him moving on popped into his head so suddenly. There's no way he could move on from 4 years of crushing this easily right? He wanted to believe it but, being with this female was proving otherwise.
"Ah, my classes are gonna start soon, I'll head out first. Text me links of anything you want okay?" she smiled standing up from the courtyard bench. He scoffed with a smile watching her walk off, "Sugar mommy bullshit." he huffed brushing his fingers through his hair.
Fighting his urge to send her a link, he immediately gave in sending them over to the female. Slightly regretting his life choices in the moment he held his phone between his hands and breathed in. Hearing the familiar ping that reminded him of reality again he checked it.
my jungie 💞
[links]
so fast?
giving in so quickly to me
accepting your fate of receiving gifts from me :)
i'll send them to you when they arrive nana
it's not like i care
i saw an opportunity and took it
take advantage of what you're given ig
excuses excuses
just admit you want to be spoiled
i do not
yeah you do darling
i see my class
this is the end for us na boy
we will meet in another time but for now
goodbye
stop being dramatic
ouch
He stared at the messages with the most unamused expression that he could muster. Playing with the strings on his hoodie he sighed before standing up. Scouting the area slightly, he took a sharp left going off to find something to do in the mean time while he was alone.
^
Sipping his 3rd cup of coffee of the night, he scribbled mindlessly on his homework. He'd been working on it for a total of 5 hours and was half assing his way on the last page of the assignment. Sitting in the remotely empty mess hall at a table all alone was slightly depressing in a way but he couldn't bothered. Given he didn't have friends.
The sound of one of the table chairs being dragged back from beside him caught him off guard. "Heyo Na boy." the tall female plopped into the seat and slid a few boxes over to him. "Special delivery for pretty boy over here." she cooed as he rolled his eyes at her. "Yeah yeah thanks or whatever." he took ahold at the things presented in front of him.
Casually grabbing the papers in front of him away from the male she inspected the questions as he unpackaged his things. "Homework at this hour? With coffee? Setting yourself up for sleep deprivation." she flicked at the cup slightly. "Why is this so pretty." he admired the now accessorized phone carefully, "I'll put on the screen protector later." he shrugged.
"Lord knows you need it judging by what you did to your last phone." she laughed sliding the pages back to the male. He rolled his eyes flipping the phone over onto the table. "You should take care of yourself better pretty boy. Always getting into messes and then coming to me hm?" she ruffled his hair inspecting his face and his tired expression.
"It's not like I have anyone else to go to." he rolled his eyes fixing his hair. Raising an eyebrow she eyed him in a strange way, "Don't you have anyone from your old university?" he let out a genuine twisted laugh.
"You think I associate with them? They're the sole reason why I transferred." he continued to cackle at the thought as she stared in concern.
Closing her eyes for a moment she considered his words before breaking his cackle with an easy sentence, "What did they do to you?" she asked. Freezing mid movement he'd never thought he'd ever need to talk about it again. He didn't want to talk about it, well he could. He just wouldn't want to in the first place.
He let out a slightly shaky breath, "Nothing happened. Nothing at all." his mannerism changed completely in the moment. His smile was a strange one, one she'd never seen before. "Right, I need to finish my stuff, you won't mind right?" he raised his eyebrow.
The change of subject wasn't anything new to her. Inhaling slowly she nodded and watched him work again.
^
Lightly closing the front door he looked around from the entrance of the apartment. Thinking about his old mates from his last school he sighed tugging his shoes off. Making his way to the kitchen in a quick swerve he pulled open the fridge and collected his side of the soju.
Twisting open the bottle, he let the taste overwhelm his senses making him smile as he stared at the bottle. "I'm a fuckin addict my god." he cackled making his way to his room.
Fidgeting with the sleeves of his hoodie he lightly tapped the rim of the bottle, gradually taking sips here and there till he started to become numb to everything but the taste of the alcohol. The only light that filled the room was the crack of light from beneath his bedroom door. He was in complete darkness with his thoughts.
Putting his history away he thought about the mess of his behaviours before his transfer. Perhaps it was because he was influenced or the fact that he knew that it was wrong at the time. Regardless the memories stuck and they stuck like super glue. God he'd wish he'd never met them but what more can you do right?
