Soulmate - Kim Seokjin

12.

"She's a bitch! Who cares anyways."

"You don't mean that Nari. You're drunk."

"Yes I may be drunk but I can finally see clearly you know? She was the burden of the family not me and Namjoon!" I proceeded to take shots and hope that the alcohol would sooth the pain of heartbreak.

I may look fine and collected about my mother leaving but I was hurt. Heartbroken even. She was still my mother after all.

"My whole life hobi, all I wanted was her love. She never gave me it. Do you know she's never told me that she loves me? Because I think she hates me. She definitely hates Namjoon. Why doesn't she love us?" The last part of my sentence came out as a squeak and I choked back a cough.

Why do I care?

I went to grab my drink but it was suddenly pulled from my grasp.

"Hobi!!"

"I think you've had enough Nari."

"Stop telling me what to do Hoseok." I sternly looked at him in my drunk state and he sighed while sliding my glass back to me. I giggled knowing I had won.

"I'll be back. Don't move."

Where was he going? Oh well, at least I can finish my drink in peace.

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I had lost count at the number of drinks I had consumed. Hobi had been gone for god knows how long and I was loving life.

No one was here telling me what to do or what to say and I was free. I felt free.

The conversation me and mother had kept replaying in my head. It was torturing me and for the first time tonight, I heard nothing in my head.

I danced along to the music and swayed my hips without a care in the world.

I started to stumble towards the bathroom as my bladder felt like it was going to explode.

Before I could even step inside I heard a voice shout.

"Watch out!" I turned my head to be met by a door. Smooth Nari.

I fell backwards not realising I was on a step and hit my head off the concrete floor.

Wow my head is pounding. Time for a nap.

The darkness took over me.

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Hobi's POV (bc why not)

I walked out of the club to get signal on my phone. Nari needed picked up and by someone that she'd listen to.

"Hyung?"

"Hobi?"

"Hey! Namjoon are you busy? It's about Nari."

"Where are you?"

"We're at the club behind her house, she's drunk man, she isn't leaving for me."

"I'm not in town at the minute but I'll send Yoongi. He'll be there in 5."

"Okay thanks."

I hung up the phone and walked back in the club. Nari was no where in sight.

Shit.

Namjoon would kill me id something happened to her.

I stood in one spot trying to find her when a hand touched my shoulder. I flung my body around and faced Yoongi.

"Hey! I can't find Nari!" I basically shouted over the loud music

"Shit okay, she can't have gotten far." I nodded and started walking around the club.

"Someone help!!" I heard a female voice shout from near the bathrooms and I went running and I seen Yoongi run too.

"Nari? Hello? Nari?" Yoongi was crouched down beside her unconscious body as he tried to get a response out of her. "Hobi, ring an ambulance and Namjoon! Hurry!" I nodded and rang for an ambulance.

I tried ringing Namjoon but his phone was off.

About 10 minutes later the paramedics turned up and they said I could go with her in the ambulance and Yoongi was gonna meet us there.

I sat next to her limp body and held her hand, stroking the back of it with my thumb. I brought her hand to my lips and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

God Nari, you silly girl. I hope you're okay.

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A/N: okay just a little filler chapter. Sorry I haven't updated in literally forever! I hope everyone's okay! :))