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Bad Habits

[Reader x Jungkook x Namjoon]

"Hi." An unfamiliar voice whispered in my ear while my tired eyes watched the bartender pour me another shot. I'd sworn to myself it would be the last, but I knew it probably wasn't going to be. I turned to look at him and was met by a tattooed arm placed firmly on the bar, next to my elbow. My gaze travelled up, taking in the art, until I met a pair of deep brown eyes looking down at me. I stared for a minute, mouth agape, until I realized he was expecting an answer.

"Hello." I replied quickly, my lips curling up unconsciously. The bartender slipped the drink in front of me and I took the shot, licking a stray drop from the corner of my mouth. I couldn't tell if he actually was that attractive or it was the alcohol, but back then I could have sworn I'd never seen a man that perfect. My first thought was that his angelic face didn't really match his body, until he smirked and I knew he was trouble.

I didn't use to drink much, but getting back into the dating scene was something that required a bit of anesthetic to pull off. I'd just had another failed date, ending in the usual, insincere "I had fun, we should definitely do this again!" that I knew would lead to them ghosting me again. I smiled politely and nodded, then parted ways only to end up in the nearest bar, attempting to forget I'd just wasted three weeks talking to some guy I wasn't even sure I liked that much anymore.

It was going to be another late-night ending alone, so I thought I deserved a drink to celebrate myself for trying my best. But given the fact that I wasn't a drinker, I had issues with knowing my limits so I had this bad habit of having one too many and ending up wide-eyed, staring into space with no control over what I said. So, there I was, striking up a conversation with the handsome stranger next to me.

"Can I get you anything?" He asked taking the seat next to me and against my better judgement, telling me to not accept drinks from strangers, I nodded.

"Sex on the beach." I answered and he smirked mischievously.

"And to drink?" My eyes widened in surprise for a second, and I felt the blood run up to my cheeks. I liked him already – at least drunk me did.

"Wow," I laughed and bit my lip, "at least romance me a bit first."

"She'll have a Sex on the beach," he told the bartender and ordered himself a whisky on the rocks. "I'm Jungkook." He turned around in his bar stool to face me and reached his hand forward. I gave him my hand and introduced myself, but instead of shaking it, he took it to his lips and kissed it softly. "Beautiful name." He said looking me straight in the eyes and making my heart skip a little.

"You should hear my number." I burst out and he leaned in closer; close enough for me to smell his perfume. He smelled heavenly.

"I'd love to." He mouthed; his lips were so close to mine that I couldn't stop myself from thinking about kissing him.

"You smell good." I said instead and he exposed his pearly whites in a gorgeous smile, running his fingers through his hair and brushing it back.

"It's Versace."

"Hot." I thought to myself, allowing my eyes to look him up and down once again.

"Thank you." He replied, taking me by surprise. My eyes shot back up.

"Did I say that out loud?" He bit his lip sexily and leaned against the bar.

"No, but your eyes did." I wasn't one for casual sex, but the chemistry between the two of us was undeniable and I wanted him... bad. But despite the alcohol I'd had, my self-esteem had been pretty roughed up after the date, so reaching for someone like him felt like a crazy leap. Fortunately, he felt it too. "Should we get out of here?" He asked, making me question if he was actually able to read my mind or if I was, in fact, that transparent. It felt as if he could see right through me.