Jungkook stepped inside the appartement, instantly freezing.

Loud moans could be heard all through the it, soju bottles and pizza cartons littering the floor as well as a few piece of clothing.

He felt so disgusted by his father, wanting to throw something at him and just shout all his frustration out.

Instead of waiting for his son, greeting him home from his day at school, he was in his room, using his ex wives money destined for their child to pay a prostitute.

Instead of breaking everything in the flat like he would have loved to do, he blew a short breath through his nose and ran to the end of the hallway to his room. The sounds coming from the room opposite his own made him nauseous, urging him to get inside his room and take a few necessities.

Toothbrush, a pair of boxers, his phone and charger as well as his headphones, taking a hoodie for good measure and some sneakers.

He ran back down the stairs, a new backpack in addition to his book bag. Noticing a stack of money next to the ashtray the laid on the coffee table, he smirked, grabbing the money and heading out, slamming the door being him and taking off on his bike.

It was almost dark outside, the sun was slowly setting, letting orange and purple hues tint the sky in a beautiful sight.

Though Jungkook wasn't there to appreciate it as he pedaled away on his bike, getting as far as possible from the crappy apartment building as possible, he stopped at a small park, under the streetlights that were starting to turn on.

"Hey... Yeah... can you come pick me up... okay.. thanks... see you then." He hung up the call, letting a relieved sigh.

One of his trusty friends was around and was about to pick him up in a few minutes.

As planned, an old and rusty teal car pulled up on the sidewalk, right next to Jungkook and almost knocking him over.

"Get in loser we're going shopping." Yelled his friends from the driver's seat.

Jungkook laughed.

"Taehyung, my god.." He mumbled, taking a seat next to the boy and chuckling.

"Don't be jeopardizing your chance of having a roof over your head tonight here friend." Taehyung teased as he unlocked all the doors and watched his friend shove his bike and bags on the backseat.

Jungkook laughed again.

"So i'm picking you up but i'm only driving to the bar my brother works at, we may get some free drinks." He said, driving through a red light.

"a bar?" Jungkook asked.

The word sent a bitter taste in his mouth, thinking back to all the times he'd come to an empty apartment only for his father to barge into it drunk at the crack of dawn. But then again, he wanted to see why his father had spent so much money on those places.

***

"You want a drink Kook?" Asked Taehyung, Jungkook following close behind him like a lost puppy.

To be honest, Jungkook was very intimidated by all these adults drinking as playing money, all those woman and men, walking around in revealing attire to court some of the customers. The fizzy thrill of energy that surrounded the place was foreign to him.

"Sure." He simply mumbled, not wanting to be left alone.

"My brother is a bartender here, one of the best of the best." Taehyung explained as they made their way to the bar.

Jungkook simply nodded.

As they arrived at the bar, they were met with the narrow back of woman tending the bar, midnight blue hair pulled in a tight ponytail behind her back.

Apparently Taehyung's brother hadn't arrived yet.

"Yah! Agust!" Suddenly said Taehyung next to him.

The attention was shifted from the woman to the new man that entered the room, he had short hair, dyed to a light gray except for his undercut that had emailed black. He also had a few piercings decorating his ears, one hoop snugly around his bottom lip, but didn't have any tattoos.

The man had entered the bar from the staff door, going up to the woman, the two exchanging a hand shake.

"This is my brother Agust" Taehyung said.

The gray haired man nodded in Jungkook's direction, a small smile playing at his lips.

Jungkook bowed respectfully.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook, Taehyung's friend." He said.

Agust's eyes widened slightly.

"Jeon huh? You must be Songhyun's son." Said the man.

Jungkook frowned, yet again being reminded of his father.

"Yes i am." He gritted behind his teeth

"A great customer." Smirked Agust. "Hope you'll follow in his tracks."

"No, I won't"

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