We don't bite...promise?

4

It was loud. Very loud.

Jungkook couldn't hear himself think, it felt like the music was playing inside his own very head and what's worse is he could not find Yugyeom anywhere!

He was already feeling slightly jittery upon entering, his heart seemed to thump as the bass of the speakers vibrated through his chest. It was overly crowded - well, more people than he's used to being around I suppose. There's music by artists he's never heard blasting loudly, it's so dark too, just vibrant lights flashing around the room. Were they trying to blind him! He basically can't see anything. maybe it wasn't a great idea to come to a party anyway, he could have you know...actually gotten a healthy amount of sleep.

Nonetheless, he really did want to have a little break and try something fun every once in a while.

However, it is certainly not fun at all if he's completely lost looking for his best friend, he's all alone and can't figure out where the fuck he is, like for gods sake how big is this house? Does anyone need to have a house this big, like do they really?

In fact, it reminds him of a fanfiction he once read where a human fell in love with five vampires, and-sorry we're getting sidetracked.

Anyway.

Any usual person would probably go and ask some people if they'd seen Yugyeom so then Jungkook could be pointed in the direction of his friend instead of ambling around like a lost puppy, he's too socially awkward for that though...

He meanders his way through the crowd, feeling slightly constricted in his clothes. Fuck, now he's all flustered...he needs to find Yugyeom quickly. Nobody understands how awkward it is to be by yourself at places like this...

Suddenly, when he's about to walk straight into a guy with blonde hair he hears his name being hollered behind him.

Now who the fuck is that?

"Jungkook right?"

Jungkook spots the owner of the drunken voice, "Uh yes?"

"We met before! I'm Jimin," the boy beams, suddenly grasping Jungkook's hand tightly. Jungkook is given a bright eye smile, Jimin's cheeks perfectly rosy with the alcohol coursing through him, his eyes are slightly glazed but his grip on Jungkook is staggering. "Didn't know you were a party kinda human, my Tae didn't want to come so he's sulking somewhere," Jimin whines.

Jungkook feels his heart speed up, Jimin seems ridiculously drunk and he's totally flushed red and over-excited, man he just wanted to spend time with Yugyeom... Jimin keeps a hold of his hand, no sign of letting go any time soon as he giggles at nothing, well he sure seems like he's having a good time?

"Oh...uhm do you want to go find him?"

Jimin nods, holding onto Jungkooks arm tighter, leaning on him for support because being drunk has left him a little bit unsteady in his boots, they have huge wedges so they're hard enough to walk in anyway. Jungkook takes in Jimin's whole outfit, he's dressed head to toe in black. There's a thick black choker wrapped around his throat, collar bones strikingly gaunt in the olive colour of his chest. Black studs adorn his ears, sharp angular shapes to match his smooth eyeliner. Also, he was wearing ripped skinny jeans that hugged the very little flesh of his thighs - Jimin was so perfectly slim and lean. The studded black belt sitting on his waist accentuated just how tiny he was. Fuck, it made Jungkook a little jealous. Jimin looks off into the distance, "Where is my Tae...he's...somewhere, over there...I think."

Jimin points in a general direction where there's not too much of a crowd, just a few tables and a couple people sitting down.

Jimin, although smaller and very uncoordinated now that he's completely succumbed to the alcohol, drags poor introverted Jungkook off to where he pointed to.