"C'mon get your shit together! We have customers waiting!" A hand slapped the back of Taehyung's head, letting a groan be heard. 

His boss eyed him angrily. "What's the matter? You got a problem?" His boss threw a wet towel on his shoulder still glaring at the raven haired boy. "I'm sorry sir." Taehyung bowed his head respectfully, although he really wanted to throw his meatball-looking boss down a hill, and just sit back and watch his body roll all the way down.

His boss was so fat, Taehyung swore that if he fell in a puddle of mud, he would get mistaken for a meatball. "Yeah, yeah. Tell that to the landlord and see if he cares. 'Sorry' isn't going to get you anywhere, son. And it's most definitely not going to pay the bills." He boss walked off, still rambling to himself about something like 'follow your dreams my ass'.

That led to some questionable thoughts about what Taehyung's boss's ass dreamed of, but Taehyung couldn't be bothered to worry about it since he was still working.

He continued to the counter to take the next customers order, simply awaiting for this shitty workday to end. Or his lunch break, whichever came first. Thankfully, his lunch break did, because Taehyung was starving. Do you know how annoying it is to serve food to petty customers all day when you haven't even eaten yet?

Sitting down at the diners bar, letting his overworked limbs rest comfortably, he took a bite out of his sandwich. The lettuce crunched while the  meat squeezed out juices enhancing the savory flavor. Taehyung rolled his eyes back, enjoying his food, maybe even a little too much. 

"Damn, Tae. How long has it been since you had sex?" A familiar voice rang through his ears, as he watched his best friend take a seat next to him at the bar. "Are you even old enough to have sex? I know you're not talking." Taehyung teased.

Jungkook smirked. "I've watched enough porn to know how to do it, though. The first girl I fuck is going to be luuuucky." Putting extra stress on 'uck'. Taehyung scoffed at the youngers words. "Hey, stop watching porno. The last of your braincells are slowly perishing." 

Jungkook lifted his arms in surrender. "Whatever, call me a pervert, a creep, I don't care, but at the end of the day, I'll be prepared for my first." Jungkook says triumphantly. Taehyung sighed. "I really am going to miss you when I leave for college." Jungkook smiled. "Then let's make the most out of your last summer." 

"Kim! Your shift starts in ten!" The two were alerted by a voice from the kitchen. Taehyung finished his sandwich while Jungkook rambled and made plans for them to hangout after his shift if he wasn't too tired.

As soon, as his lunch break ended, he tied his apron back around his waist humming a simple tune, lightly.

Taehyung was really going to try to make the most out of this summer.

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"Bitch. You were really going to leave without saying goodbye?" Yoongi pulled Jimin into his embrace. "Good luck in college, okay? We'll be here rooting for you." Yoongi said dodging eye contact. 

He tried to look like he didn't care, but everyone could see the sadness burried under his expressionless act. "I'll miss you too Yoongi hyung." Jimin smiled sadly. The summer had passed much too quickly for him. He was all grown up ready to move out to the big city all by himself. 

No Mom and Dad. No Seokjin hyung. No Yoongi hyung. And no Hobi hyung. "We're really proud of you. You know that?" Jimin's father nudged him. "That's it." Jin announced placing the last suitcase in the trunk. 

The time had come. The moment when Jimin would have to say his final goodbyes. When he'd have to let go of his childhood home, family, and friends. A tear slipped from his eye which was quickly wiped by a hasty hand. 

"It's okay to cry, baby." Jimin's mother held his hand. "We love you, okay? Call us often." She kissed his cheek. "Look at him, all grown up." Jin smiled. "I love you, too, but I guess I should go." Jimin chuckled sadly. "I don't wanna go." He cried. "It's okay, we'll be waiting here for you whenever you come back. And don't forget the futures filled with endless opportunities for you."

He nodded and sat in the passengers seat next to his bestfriend. Hobi had just insisted on driving him to the airport. The ride was uncomfortably quiet for two bestfriends who usually got in trouble for being too loud.

"Hobi hyung. I'll miss you." Jimin stated. A sigh was heard from the older. "Me too Minnie." No other words were exchanged until they arrived. Hoseok pulled the car to a stop and sighed, facing Jimin. "Don't ever doubt yourself 'kay? There's plenty of people in Seoul and I know you'll make friends, but don't be too friendly, okay? I'd kill if a dumbass girl broke your heart."

Jimin's breath hitched. There was a secret hidden deep inside the heart of the seemingly perfect boy. Think about it. If he was so perfect, why did he never have a girlfriend? 

"I'm gay." Jimin blurted. He promised himself to tell his bestfriend before he left and this moment seemed as good as any. 

"You're gay?" Hobi whispered as if he didn't want anyone to hear him, even though only two of them were in the car together. Jimin nodded shamefully looking down, as two hands wrapped around his petite figure. "Thankyou for telling me." Hobi said squeezing the younger.

They exchanged their final goodbyes allowing a few stray tears to fall. 

Jimin finally set off on his long awaited journey of living alone in the city life. He wondered what the people would be like. How busy the streets were, if he would fit in.

He loosened his shoulders and inhaled deeply shaking his head ever so slightly, whispering a small word of comfort. 

"Jimin-ah fighting!"

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