✯ supermarket

Standing in front of a shelf full of bread, picking which brand to buy

@l taemin his eyes widened, mostly in horror, as he saw the mess he had caused for the innocent stranger. " i'm so sorry- are you alright?" releasing the cart, he rushed over to the other's side, flustered hands unsure what to do with themselves as his eyes nervously scanned the other for any signs of discomfort. with a sheepish nod, he couldn't wipe the apologetic look off of his face. "yeah, i'm fine but- i- i think i may have ruined your dinner,," he said as he gestured to the mess of a dinner set.

his stomach growled amidst the silence, face heating up immediately at the way he just continued to become a mess in front of the other. "here, let me at least pay for your meal. i messed it up, anyways." he reached out his hand, offering to take the food to add to his cart.

pulling his wallet out, he in a breath to see only two crumpled up five dollar bills.

@h hyunjin The concept of time held no relevance in Taemin's present, lucubrating away several sleepless nights inside his father's bastille until his personal assistant/ friend had to force him out complaining about his slovenly appearance, unbecoming of his title as the Solomon group's owner.

Self-consciously, he lifted his left arm to take a whiff of his clothes while carried nothing but the fragrance of detergent mingled with stale smell of cigarettes. Taemin never overindulged his vices but the crumpled empty packet inside his blazer's front pocket revealed another narrative and also a reminder to replace them with a new one.

Hence, he entered the market adding more items in his mental list which eventually complied of a new pack of Marlboro red, canned beer and maybe a dinner set since the thought of preparing a meal upon reaching his home sounded tiresome.

Taemin had halted in front of the entrance, his attention bouncing in-between two alternatives- a shopping trolley or a basket. He opted for the latter before entering through the automated glass doors, slipping his arm underneath the handle while greeting the guard politely.

The first two items from his list was ticked off with ease, yet his greatest predicament seemed to arise from the variety of dinner choices outspread upon the shelf. Taemin juxtaposed to ramen aisle, bounded to the place while he picked up two dinner sets in each hand trying to decide which until something wheeled into him, colliding against his side catalysing a loud grunt from him. His grasp around the possessions in his hand loosened and fall onto the floor while he massages his side.

"Uh...wow, guess I'll have to buy both now." He murmured bending over to pick up both the dinner set from the floor. With nothing to cushion from the hard fall except for clear film and plastic plate to protect the contents inside, it was a mess when he lifted them from the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Taemin queried instead, turning towards the culprit with mild concern.

[ OPEN STARTER ]

it was almost closing time and hyunjin was speed shopping as best as he could. the lazy side of him desperately wanted to just buy an armful of instant noodles and get out of there but the reasonable part of him knew he wouldn't be able to work properly unless he took care of his body and ate well. leaning against the shopping cart, he made his way down the mostly empty aisles, wishing he was a better cook instead of relying on his phone for recipes. if it weren't for him crashing his cart into an innocent bystander, he wouldn't have looked up from his phone.

"oh, -!"