When Fantasy Became Reality | BTS

Chapter 23

Taraa's POV

Things were going as usual for me. I went to office in the morning and came back in the evening. Apparantly, Taehyung's family had returned a day before, as told by Jimin.

BTS were getting busier, given the fact that their album was breaking records around the world. So I was quite surprised when Jungkook called me late at night.

"Hello? Jungkook-ssi?" I questioned. I could hear loud noises, supposedly music, coming from his end.

"Yes. Taraa, can you hear me?" he shouted over the loud music.

"Yes, yes. What happened?"

"One minute, please." he said. I waited. He spoke again, with less music in the background. "So I was saying, are you home?"

"Yeah, I am."

"So, can we come to your house? We are at a club right now near to your house and these hyungs are highly drunk and I can't handle them alone. Please-"

"Oh, Kookieeeee~ you're here? I searched you everywhere~ Kookieeee, here have one more glass." A drunk voice said, which I recognised as Taehyung's. Even his drunk voice was so deep.

"Gosh, hyung! Go inside. I am coming. And stop drinking!!" Jungkook almost ordered.

"You see? I am sorry, can I take them to your house?" he finally acknowledged me.

I have never handled a drunk man, much less six. Or seven? But I can't leave them in this situation. So I answered.

"Yeah. Bring them over."

"Thanks! Few of them are currently passed out, so I will try to put them in the car. We will be arriving in almost half an hour. Ok bye!" he said and ended the call.

I decided to watch some drama in the given time. Just when the main leads were about to kiss, the doorbell rang. I kept my phone aside and hurried towards the door.

"Hi!" Jungkook panted, balancing a passed out Jin with his hands threw over Jungkook's shoulder.

"Hurry, come inside! Put him on the couch." I directed. I then followed Jungkook towards his car to bring in other guys. Jungkook brought in Namjoon, while I went towards Yoongi, who looked a little sober than others.

I put an arm around his waist and he himself threw his arms around me. I made him sit on the couch which was now occupied with an unconscious Jin and Namjoon. I turned around to bring in another member when someone caught my wrist.

"Oppa, you all right?" I asked Yoongi who had his eyes closed. He didn't answer so I bent down to snap my fingers in front of him. No response. Slowly, I freed my hand from his hold and went outside.

Jimin and Hobi were the most chaotic.

Hobi tugged at the sleeve of Jungkook and motioned him towards him.

"What?" Jungkook asked, still panting.

"Who is this pretty girl?" Hobi said, pointing a finger at me. Me? Pretty? Of course, that was something only a drunk man could say. "I want to be her friend." he whispered the last sentence in Jungkook's ears, thinking that I wasn't able to hear him.