@fockbambi / ‘ kiss. my. ass. ’ !!!! / prompt.
‘ i stopped kissing your ass a long time ago. ‘ jiseok doesn’t hesitate to roll their eyes , sitting in their old bedroom , staring at the little nemo wallpaper that was still slowly chipping off of the ceiling. they can only assume that their grandparents let bambi inside or he had climbed through one of the windows , they wouldn’t put the latter past him whatsoever. they can feel a headache creeping up , annoyed wasn’t how they would describe it.
they don’t know what to feel these days , with evie’s death and having to see all of their old friends in the same depressing place they had all started in , it makes them feel a bit of an outsider. they never really felt like they fit into the group , to begin with , too quiet in contrast to how loud the rest of them could be. too reserved , too scared of doing a lot of things when the majority wasn’t afraid of breaking the law for a candy bar.
they can’t say that they aren’t hurt by bambi’s words at least somewhat , he was their first love and one of their first friends. they still considered him to be one of their best friends to this day , despite everything that had happened between them , even with how they had left off. jiseok isn’t sure what they did to hear this from bambi , they aren’t sure half of the time whenever bambi says anything. they stand up , pulling themselves from off the floor , rubbing the side of their temple almost hard enough to move the piercing above their eyebrow.
‘ what the fuck is your problem now , bambi? ‘ these days , they weren’t as reserved as the group may have remembered them. sure , they were quiet but they are quick to stand up for themselves. maybe , at some point , they had gotten tired of being pushed around by everyone and anyone. and they weren’t going to let bambi , out of everyone , just start shit with them when they were barely out of the dissociation zone.
they close the distance between the two of them , still standing a few steps away from bambi. ‘ i know we left off on shitty terms , but i’m not going to let you try and start shit with me. so , either we can steal some soda from the gas station and talk about whatever the fuck is going on between us or you can scream about me like a fuckin’ child while i walk away. pick your poison , because i’m not going to let you go off on me again. ‘












