Purple Blood

Chapter 15

Violet walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey there, pretty boy. I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"

Jungkook smiled at her; you could see the amusement in his eyes. "And what would that be?"

She pouted, "I want to drink, but Jin and Yoongi keep telling me I must wait until dinner. I don't want to wait."

"And you came to me?" Vi shrugged her shoulders and just kept the pout going. "You should have gone to Jimin; he has a bar in his room."

Vi grinned, "really?" She grabbed his hand and started dragging him out of his room. "Come on, let's get lit."

He was laughing, and Yoongi was standing in front of her bedroom door, glaring at the two of them. She just winked and went about her mission. She and Jungkook walked into Jimin's room, and he was playing on his phone. "Sure, why knock? It's not like I was about to have some fun or anything."

"You can play with yourself later. For now, I want to get drunk, and the pretty boy here said you are the man to come to."

"Oh, this is even better," he got up and went to his bar. "Pick your poison," he said as he waved his hand toward the massive stockpile of liquor. 

Violet walked towards him in awe. There were so many choices she didn't even know where to begin. "I don't know what I like. Can you just make me something?"

Jimin was grinning like a madman. "I sure can, doll. Get comfy, and I'll make you something." Jungkook walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer. He hopped onto the bed next to her and made himself comfortable. He grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. He was flipping through the channels while Jimin was flipping bottles around and pouring two bottles of liquor into a glass simultaneously.

He put two glasses together, shook them, then popped in a straw and brought it to her. She took a sip, and it was delicious. "Jimin, this is really good. What is it?"

He sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "It's called a ménage a trois." Then he nipped her earlobe.

"Jimin, I will stab you," Vi said against the rim of the glass.

He licked her neck, "that's cute, but I know you aren't armed." He started sucking on her neck; she swore to God if he bit her, she would stab him. She'll break the glass and use it if she needed to. But he didn't bite her; he just kissed her neck until she finished the drink. It's good because she wanted to test this out on Yoongi, not Jimin. "Do you want another one?"

She felt fuzzy and pleased, "hell, yes, I do."

"Do you want something else or the same thing?"

He returned to the bar and made another drink; this one was maroon-looking with something bright green crushed around the rim. It looked like candy. "Looks yummy," she went to take a drink, and her mouth felt like it was; she couldn't explain it. It was like popping fireworks in her mouth. Vi's eyes went wide, and Jimin started laughing.

"It's pop rocks, a type of candy. This drink is called Party in Your Mouth. Do you like it?"

She nodded her head while drinking it. He kept the drinks coming, and by the fifth one, she was feeling mighty fine. Like she wanted to sing and dance, she turned to Jungkook, put her hands on his thigh, and squeezed it slightly. "Hey, pretty boy, this party is kind of boring. Where's the music?"

Jimin pulled out his phone, and the next thing they knew, music was playing. "Hell yes, this is what I'm talking about. Thanks, hot lips." She stood up and started dancing on his bed. She made it through a few songs, but she wanted them to dance, too. She grabbed Jimin and pulled him up. "Dance with me, please?"

Vi was pouting and acting cute; it seemed to work with the others. But Jimin didn't hesitate; he started grinding and dancing with her. This dude can move, like damn. But she was beginning to sober up; as much as she wanted to keep dancing, she needed to keep the alcohol flowing. "Can I have more?"

He frowned a bit, "are you sure? You've had quite a lot and are a tiny little thing who has never drank before."

She looped her arms around his neck and pulled her body flush against his, "I don't look drunk, do I?"

He snorted, that bastard. Jimin leaned down and kissed her neck, "But that's the thing, you do. But it's okay; you are much more fun when drunk." He walked over to the bar and poured them some shots. After three, yeah, she was feeling it. Jimin looked at Jungkook, "let's get her to the living room, if she stays in here any longer she might get alcohol poisoning."

Violet didn't want to leave at all. She liked hanging out in his room, mainly because that's where the alcohol was. But that's not the point; she didn't want to go out where the others were. "Can't we just stay in here? I like it in here."

"And you can come back anytime you want, but let's get some food in you for now."

Jungkook looked at Jimin and smiled, "Vi, didn't you say you wanted cake? It smells like it's done."

That was the only thing that could have convinced her to leave the bedroom. "Yes, yes, I want cake." 

Kook nodded his head and grabbed her hand. He was dragging her behind him, and Jimin was right behind them. "Jin, is the cake ready? Vi needs to eat something."

Vi was wobbly and giggling like a crazy person, "what did you two do to her?"

Yoongi snorted, "They got her shit-faced, Jinnie."