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the RAVEN . ＴＥＭＰＬＥ  ＳＴＲＥＥＴ  ＭＯＢ.

               “ i ain’t dealin’ with your  BULLSHIT  nonsense,                        conscience ? your lack of it makes me NAUSEOUS. ”

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A few month passed after the incident, still he felt nothing but satisfied of what he had at the moment. He may don’t have the money like he used to have but he couldn’t care less, as long as he got to do whatever he wants to and nobody to say no to him, everything is going as planned. Taehui, the city boy, still couldn’t fit himself in the new lifestyle he had so he went to a little brat to the epitome of brat while staying with his grandparents, which some found it very unpleasant.

His grandparents went out for an old people festival ( according to him ) a few hours ago, meaning, more play time for him and less work. He had settled down comfortably on the floor with his laptop on the small table in the living room, focusing on the game. The sudden knock managed to distract him from getting immersed into the game, making him sighed in frustration when the word ‘k.o’ displayed on the screen.

Whoever it was, he’s definitely not happy about having them right now. Getting up from the floor, mumbling gibberish stuff mainly to himself as he approached the door. His fingers wrapped around the doorknob and twisted it as he pulled the door. His expression changed from frowning to flustered at the sight of the older in front of him. They don’t get along well because their attitude immediately clash with each other’s as soon as they met. Taehui dislike him and somehow felt intimidated of him.

“What?” He said, turning to the older after he walked past him as he closed the door behind. “Oh, yeah…… Uh I obviously lived here if you’re not aware of what happen around here.” He said, rather annoyed at the way he spoke.

       The first time in months decided to visit in months and it was just his luck that he would run into, Taehui. Jin would keep his distance from him because he was prone to outbursts and his cousin’s attitude often brought that side out. Right now he was chill well for the most part. That could change at any time depending on how his cousin decided to act.

      He didn’t care much about the explanations or greetings. He leaned against the wall slipping the vans off his feet before entering the living room. Without much thought he took a seat on the couch making himself comfortable. From the looks of the laptop on the floor and his grandparents no where in sight, Taehui must have been relaxing. Maybe he should go home but he was already here so fuck it.

      “Where did they go? They just left you unattended. I thought you needed a babysitter.” He didn’t mean to provoke him but a bitter smile was on his lips.

      It didn’t matter what happened nor did he care much about what his younger cousin had to say. For conversations sake he decided he would ask because he was unaware of why he was there in the first place. Leaning forward in his seat the rapper met his cousin’s gaze before asking. 

      “Why are you here? Aren’t you swimming in money? I thought this would be the last place you would be.” 

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  A week since, Io had set foot in Seoul and of course, Jin made it a point to help her get around. The rapper had been waiting outside her studio for her to get off work or at least to have a break. He had a question to ask. Yes it would be easier for him to text the question but he may have been under the influence. So to him this was the easiest way. Other than that he just wanted to see her.

  So he waited. A cigarette to his lips and a cloud of  smoke not fair behind it.

   ��Did it get easier for you to find your way? Or should I become your full time escort? I’ll do it. I will even give you a discount. I need to get paid too.” Jin chuckled flashing his toothy grin.    

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♢ |  95090l​

      According to anyone around, Jinyoung he didn’t have a family. He was an orphan abandoned by his parents to live on his own. The only people he kept in touch with from Seoul were his grandparents. At first he didn’t understand why they had given him up. Given him to a man who only gave him a roof over his head. Sent him to a place where he had to struggle for more than half of his twenty-four years on earth. He could never wrap his head around the idea, but here he was at their door. Maybe it was because deep down inside he missed them or maybe it was because they were the closest thing he had for family (other than TSM ).

      Knock. Knock. Knock. 

      With his hands in his pockets the rapper rocked from heel to toe awaiting his grandparents to greet him. Seeing him like this was a change from the ever smiling man. It was like a part of himself wasn’t there. Right about now he could use a cigarette. When the door opened it wasn’t who he expected it to be rather it was his cousin. An unpleasant surprise. His expression remained blank as he walked past him entering the apartment. 

      “Did they go out? Why are you here?”

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넌 핸드폰만 만져 대체 뭘 그렇게 보냐~~~

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He was indeed high as fuck the way he liked it. Between staring into space and trying to look like he was listening to what the elder was saying it left his mouth. “The kind of questions that needed answers.” Jin replied, cracking a humorous grin leaning back in his spot. “Free, Pluto. I never trusted Disney. Everything is too fucking happy. Nobody is that happy all the time. Not even kids are that happy. Kids are straight up the devil.” He shrugged, running a hand through a mess of faded blonde hair. “I never trusted that mouse, Mickey either. He always thinks he is running shit and everyone just listens to him. Seems like a cult to me.”

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