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Jeongin let out a slow breath as he watched the downpour.
He had told his hyungs he could get home just fine, not to worry about him as he hid in the bathroom. He’s a full functioning adult after-all, he’s nearly 19.
He steps out from under the buildings lifted edge, he pockets his phone into his jeans and tears off his sweatshirt and throws it god knows where. It wasn’t very important to him anyways, it was fine.
He laughed and ran through the empty streets.
He spun in circles and jumped around, if anyone saw him they didn’t interrupt him. Maybe the sight was pitiful. He was having the time of his life.
He barely registered the numbness of his fingers. Or the way his legs begin to wobble.
Or the buzzing from his phone pocket.
Maybe Jeongin was going insane? He didn’t feel okay anymore. He was so so tired. The rain felt nice.
He could stay here forever.
It was so so cold.
It was amazing