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bin checked the clock.
it was late. like always.
he was feeling uncomfortable. he took advantage of his family a little too much. his mom cooked for him, he was 19, and his dad still drove him to school, even though he's officially a "college" student.
he felt like a complete loser playing video games at 2 am
he thought this was a good time to stop, and as he was shutting his monitors off, he heard his phone ring.
dongmin
is calling you
to say the least, bin didn't know a dongmin
accept
|
decline
/accept/
"he-"
"look, before you say anything, I just want to say I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to leave so suddenly, and its like really late right now, and I'm just really really sorry. I can buy you food next time I promise, I'm so sorry,"
bin had to stop himself from laughing. who is this douchebag apologizing to him at 2 in the morning?
"I mean sure, I'm down when and where?"
"wh- wait- ... sorry, whos this?"
"I can't even begin to count how many times you've said sorry in the span of 30 seconds.
'but I'm bin. and I'd love free food thanks for the offer."