-Chapter 8-

-Mommy Issues-

When Jeongin entered his house he first took off his shoes.

He made his way to his room and put off his jacket and his bag, away. Then he went into the bathroom to wash his hands. Jeongin was happy he was alone at the moment, with no idea where his mothers boyfriend, Jiho is. Though his mother would arrive in an hour and a half and that means the house needs to be clean before she comes from work.

So he made his way first into the kitchen, where he finds it messy with dishes and trash. Those dishes being from no one other than his mothers and her boyfriends breakfast. They leave everything everyday in the kitchen as it is with the thought in mind that Jeongin will clean it up after he comes from his classes.

Jeongin looks into the fridge to see if anything is still there to eat. He got quickly disappointed. But he found some ingredients to at least make something. So that was what he did first.

While it cooked he cleaned up the mess in the kitchen and went around the house to search for more.

Jeongin got around with everything by the time his mother came home.

"Hello mum."

"Hello. How was your day?", she asked as she came in and took off her jacket and shoes.

"It was good. Nothing special happened.", Jeongin answered, leaving out that he got into detention, again. "How was your day? Do you want to eat?", he asked.

"Yes of course and it was okay." She went into the bathroom while Jeongin took out a plate in the kitchen and began serving the food on the table for her.

"Why haven't you done any laundry? Is it really that hard?" Jeongin could hear his mother yell out of the bathroom.

He took a deep breath. No point in getting worked up. "I didn't see that the basket was full.", he excused himself. Because that's all he does in this house.

"You see never fucking anything." He heard his mother say.

He was nervous his mum would get angry with him too because he made just kimchi fried rice.

"Again fried rice?", she asked a little annoyed, when she entered the kitchen and took a seat.

"Yea, we had nothing here so I just did what I could do with what we had."

Jeongin stood to the side and watched as his mother began to eat.

"What have you been doing all day? You could've gone to the store. Why do I have to do that all time?"

He didn't know if he should try to explain himself or just stay quiet. Explaining himself wouldn't work either way, so he choose to be quiet.

"Have you eaten yet?", his mother asked him.

"Yes.", he lied. He didn't and he did not plan on eating right now. At least not in this house.

"Where is Jiho?", she asks him as if he would know.

Jeongin never has conversations with this guy even though they live together. They even stopped saying hello. He didn't deemed it necessary and he hated Jiho either way. This man was fucked up in his mind and his mother just doesn't care. He even almost raised his hand at Jeongin while he was drunk, and that in front of Jeongins mother. But Jeongin knows she knows it too. She is just scared to end up alone because of her age, though she would never admit it.

"I don't know, he wasn't here when I got home."

His mother hummed.

"Uh, by the way I'm going out tonight and will probably stay at a friends house. If that's okay.", he said in a small tone. It's not that his mother doesn't allow him to go anywhere but he was scared that she will push him with tasks to do at home.

"Okay. Text me when you are at your friends house.", his mother just said, which made Jeongin internally sigh in relief. He nodded and left to his bedroom.

There he looked for the outfit of todays night. He wanted to look good. So he chose his best outfit, which is in all black.

Baggy ripped jeans with a tanktop and a long armed net top.

He put on some accessories and was satisfied with himself.
It was already past 20 o'clock and he wanted to be there earlier than the race even began. Most people came early to drink and party and catch up with the racers and their friends. And Jeongin was no other than that.

So he grabbed his phone and made his way out of his room.

"I'm going now! I'll see you tomorrow.", he yelled to his mum to wherever she was, as he put his shoes on. He grabbed his black jacket and a beanie and opened the door.

"Alright, be safe!"

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sorry for the short chapter. next one will be longer, promise <3