he then caught a glimpse of his motorbike at the parking lot, also catching couple of familiar cars that's still parked there ever since he had arrived at this place. fumbling his hands inside his pockets, he brought out his keys and went to start the motorbike with it. as he inserted the key at in tbe ignition, johnny took his helmet and wore it on, was already twisting his grip.
he was about to make his way out of the parking lot but paused midway hastily with a loud screech coming from the motorbiker's wheel the moment he saw someone crouching down there with his shoulder going up and down.
johnny could feel his heart getting out of chest as he almost ran over someone.
❝jesus,❞ he removed his helmet and glared at that certain someone who's crying there. ❝kid, if you want to kill yourself, it's much more effective down the road, not here at the parking lot—❞
he lost the will to speak after seeing that person raise his head up.
sniffling loudly, the person whom johnny addressed as a kid then brought his hand up and tried wiping his tears away. ❝w-why d-did you s-stop?❞
why did he stop? to avoid any cases. most importantly, why did johnny feel his chest clenching after hearing how broken that voice is? since he greeted him a question, he thought it would be better to also give him a question. ❝what are you doing here?❞
standing up from the ground, the smaller male looked away with tears still streaming down from his eyes. ❝that's n-none of your b-business.❞
having the engine of his motorbike stopped, johnny folded his arms across his chest and leaned forward, his eyes still focused on the crying male. ❝well, knowing why i stopped is also none of your business.❞
the male actually had drank a lot with his friends that dragged him here. but having this conversation with, what he could guess, a biker is already enough to make him sober enough to get irritated at how he's talking like that. he's just curious as to why he stopped when he could have just ran him over. hit and run, that's a thing he could use.
❝i went out for fresh air.❞ but in the end, he told the biker his purpose of being there. not really his true purpose but it's part of it.
❝air in the parking lot is not that fresh, but okay.❞ johnny chuckled when he saw the once crying male glare at him with those puffed and swollen eyes. ❝don't wanna catch a case, also don't want to kill someone, that's why i stopped.❞
talking with him is only making it worse. all he wanted was to calm down and it just so happen that when he ran away from the bar, he broke down by the parking lot. having a conversation with the biker is not part of his plan, neither getting ran over but that would have been fine.
heaving out a sigh, he turned his body around and now had his back facing the biker as he slowly took steps away from him.
❝hey, where are you going?❞ johnny raised his voice for the smaller male to hear as he's already a distance away from him.
❝none of your business!❞ the other shouted back, still not stopping from moving away from him.
with a smirk on his face, johnny actually came to a liking in talking to him. he didn't know where it put interest to him, it's probably how adorable he looked when he glared at him despite of his eyes tearing up. ❝then i guess knowing why you and jaehyun broke up is also none of my business!❞
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