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. 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪’𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥.
yoongi was going home late at night from a very dreary day. so many things happened that day that had worsened his mood. first, his dog got ran over by a car. then, he got the news that his mom was dying and didn’t have that many more days to live. then he got fired from his job because the manager had found someone better. and finally, his boyfriend of 5 years broke up with him. he let the rain pour on him while he walked with his head down and tears rolling down his eyes.
yoongi then saw his favorite corner store, 7/11. it had everything he needed. he barely had to go to the grocery store because 7/11 was always filled with things. a small smile appeared on his face.
“i should go in there,” yoongi thought so he did. he walked inside and was met with a familiar smell. a smell that bought him much joy and nostalgia for some reason.
yoongi walked into his favorite section, the juice and soda section. he went directly to where his favorite drink was and immediately grabbed it.
“at least something is going out right,” he smiled.
he walked to the cashier who was reading a popteen magazine with earplugs in. he could hear the music from where he was even though he was about 5 feet away. yoongi tapped the bell a few times to grab their attention and it immediately did. the cashier worker turned their head around and pulled out their earphones. the person had fairly small hands and fluffy brown hair.
“i’m so sorry,” the cashier worker went up to the cashier. yoongi put his drink on the table. “that’s it?”
“yeah but i also want a pack of cigarettes please,” Yoongi spoke.
“uhhh which ones?,” the worker had turned around and opened the cigarette cabinet.
“marlboro,” yoongi muttered.
the worker scanned the drink and the cigarettes and bagged them both. “that’ll be $7.99,” the worker said.
yoongi took out his wallet and gave the worker about $10.00. “keep the change,” he winked and took the bag.
yoongi was about to walk outside when he felt the need to ask for the workers name.
“hey, what’s your name?,” yoongi turned his head.
“oh my name is jimin,” Jimin smiled. “what’s yours?”
“it’s yoongi,” Yoongi responded and nodded.
“i guess i’ll see you sometime right?,” Jimin guessed.
“yeah i guess so,” yoongi smiled.
yoongi walked outside and sighed. he took out his pack of cigarettes and put one in his mouth. he started walking towards his house again.
A few minutes later he had bumped into someone that had caused his drink to fall on the ground and break and soak all of his cigarettes.
“HEY DON’T YOU KNOW HOW TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY WHEN SOMEONE IS WALKING?,” Yoongi lashed out. “NOW MY DRINK IS BROKE GODDAMNIT.”
yoongi huffed and swiped the glass to the side. whoever bumped into him just stared.
“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?,” yoongi fumed.
yoongi gave a nasty look to whoever the person he bumped into was and walked away. now his mood was definitely ruined. he couldn’t even enjoy one good thing today. everything for him today was terrible and nothing could fix it. not even watching netflix with his boyfriend. oh right, he doesn’t even have a boyfriend anymore.
the rain got heavier which made yoongi fasten his pace a bit. suddenly, yoongi heard heavy footsteps behind him. he turned around and looked and saw nothing. he shrugged and turned back around and started walking again.
about a few minutes later, he heard heavy steps again and heavy breathing. yoongi stopped and looked around, but saw nothing.
“what the hell is going on?,” he wondered. yoongi started to walk a bit faster since he had felt as if someone was watching him.
about a few minutes later the same thing had happened again but he felt someone touch his back. yoongi turned around and saw something that made his mouth open and his cigarette fell out.
it was this big black entity with glowing red eyes and white sharp teeth with fresh blood on the tips. the thing had a wide smile and stared at yoongi which made him freeze for a second.
once yoongi snapped out of the things trance yoongi turned around and ran. he ran and ran and ran, but the thing was just getting closer and closer.
“only a few more steps yoongi you can do it.”
but it was too late. yoongi had tripped face down on his shoe laces. yoongi’s breath started to get heavier as he had started to crawl away from the thing, but the rain made him slip.
the thing just had walked at a slow pace as it knew that yoongi had no way of getting away from it.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME PLEASE!!,” Yoongi had shouted but the thing just let out an loud evil laugh.
the thing had let out its enormous tongue and wrapped yoongi inside. yoongi let out a last cry for help before being swallowed whole by the thing.
rain poured down faster and harder as the thing had dissolved in think air, like it was never there.