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[FILL] Part 2

[anonymous]

The look on Jongin's face is striking: wide, rapidly blinking eyes, bottom lip tugged harshly behind his front teeth, embarrassment flushing his cheeks a dull red. Or maybe that was the anger.

"Okay, alright!" Jongin's voice is low, sullen, his words lilting at the end with a biting sarcasm. It reminds Joonmyun of teenage years gone-by, and listening to Jongin’s laughter dry up when he spotted Joonmyun trying to join him and his friends in the living room. "Just like always, good old Joonmyun-hyung has it all under control. No need for me to meddle at all. How stupid of me to put my damn foot where it doesn't belong." Jongin pushes himself away from the counter, a set of untied bills dropping out of his hands. They flutter over the countertop onto the floor. "Well, you know what, fuck your control. Fuck you. Fuck fuck fuck!" Each curse comes out just a little lower in pitch than the one before it-the last one cracking with emotion, cut-off as a half-formed yell-and Jongin aims a kick towards the counter in frustration. The cheap wooden frame trembles.

Joonmyun scrubs his hands tiredly over his face. It is 10 p.m. on a Wednesday night. Jongin has not gotten this angry with him in three months, not since Joonmyun had brought up having Jongin part-time at the restaurant and Jongin had yelled at him over the phone. Three months is not that long. It is, however, infinitesimally better than the quiet animosity that Jongin would exude weekly, like clockwork, just two years prior, over any fault of Joonmyun’s.

Joonmyun tries to reach over the register to grab Jongin’s hand but Jongin flinches back. There is hurt brimming in Jongin's eyes, a misting of tears that has him squinting to prevent them from falling.

Three months is not that long, but Joonmyun has already forgotten what to do when Jongin is angry-maybe apologize, but Jongin has rarely, if ever, accepted those.

“Jongin,” Joonmyun breathes, “I shouldn’t have said that. I don’t always have things under control. I clearly,” Joonmyun runs his fingers over the meager sums in his record book, “have not been taking care of things too well,” Joonmyun laughs lowly.

“Yeah?” Jongin licks his lip, eyes still pinched at the corners and turning red. He sniffles slightly before stalking over to his bag and pulling out a snapback to jam onto his head. Jongin pulls the brim down to cover his eyes. “Yeah, well, you didn’t seem to believe that a few minutes ago. So you were either lying then, or are lying now. And I’ve had enough bullshit for one day.” Jongin hefts his bag over his shoulder, “I’m not coming in tomorrow-give my shift to Sehun or whomever-feel free to deduct my pay, I don’t fucking care.”

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Hi OP,

This is the original anon. I'm sorry that this has gone unfilled for so long. I've been trying to work on this for some time, and I felt that I should put up part of what I have. I am trying to finish this, but if anyone else wants to take a stab at what I have so far or create their own fill, that's fine. Unfortunately, this scene doesn't have Kris/Suho but I hope you still like it?

Re: [FILL] Part 2

[anonymous]

not op but i hope you'll continue this!