in my head

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seokjin parked the car and the three males exited the vehicle and made their way to the semi-long line that they would have to wait in. "isnt this nice jungkook? i feel like you never go out anymore because hoseok always keeps you trapped in your little apartment" said seokjin as the three of them made it too the end of the line. "he dosnt make me stay, i chose too! besides, i started this really good show on netflix and ive been binge watching it so that takes up most of my time" jungkook said with a satisfied smile as seokjin gave him that look. the look as if someone were acting like a dumbass and not thinking straight. "okay, well.. your here now, and your going to have fun weather you like it or not" he said too him as jungkook just shrugged. was he being un loyal? should he of told hoseok about his whereabouts and asked permission if it was okay for him to go? jungkook felt shame and guilt coat his insides leaving his stomach to turn. obviously namjoon and seokjin both noticed his state of mind and were really upset that jungkook was upset about being 'unloyal' when they both know that hoseok was not loyal.

sooner or later, the bouncer let them in and now all the thoughts that circled through jungkooks head were now erased due to the loud music that blared through the club, and boy did his miss the loud music. it wasnt long until seokjin grabbed his arm and pulled him too the bar. "six shots of pink whitney please!" seokjin said with a smile as he slid cash to the bartender. once the drinks were served, two shot glasses were pushed too jungkooks way and the other four were already consumed by the other too boys. "come on jungkook, a few drinks wont hurt, besides, its not like your hooking up with a random person!" seokjin said.

finally, jungkook took the shots and felt the burn go right down his throat. he couldn't remember the last time he had a shot and he missed drinking on friday night with his friends. it wasnt long until jungkook had a little too much to drink and now he was on the dance floor with his friends and random people he met that night and automatically became friends with. the boy was indeed having fun like seokjin made him do, but that all went crashing down when he saw his boyfriend. he was scared now. what if he saw him? oh would jungkook be in trouble but now that was the least of his worries. what he saw next made him never want to go out anymore. his boyfriends hands rested on another girls hips, his lips touched her lips, her neck, and her collar bone. seokjin stopped when he saw jungkook standing in place, as stiff as a board. he looked in the direction and saw exactly what jungkook was seeing. "you have got to be kidding me." seokjij said, his face fuming with anger and before he was about to march up to the boy to punch the shit out if him, jungkook grabbed his arm. "dont. i just want to go home." is all he said, not emotion in his face, just a single tear that fell from his eye. seokjin respected his wishes, called namjoon and the three of them headed out the bar. of corse seokjin controlled his alcohol usage because he was the driver, and good thing he did because the worst that could happen was he got into a crash.

the three boys drove to jungkooks house, silence filled the car. no one dared to say a thing and it was like that the entire way home.

it didnt take long until they reached jungkooks apartment. before jungkook was about to shut the door he stopped. "im sorry. i should of listened to you both when you told me he was a fucking dick. but dont worry, ill be okay." he said before he shut the door, not in the mood for a lecture about how he should of listened. he stumbled his way into his house, lights off all around and the only source of light was from the moon that shined through the window. jungkook took his clothes off and flopped in his bed. thats when everything went downhill. all he could do is cry. he cried, so much to the point he had no tears left the cry.

it wasnt long until he heard the drunk hoseok stumble in. he wasnt very quiet either. jungkook tensed up. what should he do, confront him? or wait until the morning? "hey baby.. s-sorry for being l-late.. i-i-i was.. at a friends.. yeah" he slurred and hoseok expected him to buy it like usual but jungkook knew that, that was an entire lie. "get out" jungkook said, no emotion, just blankly staring at the wall in front if him. "what are you talking about.. you.. you always want to.. to.. to see me.. and now your acting like a little b-b..bitch!" hoseok yet again slurred out. jungkook couldnt do it anymore. "stop fucking lying to me! i saw you tonight with that girl! i  saw you holding her! kissing her! i bet you to even fucked! get the fuck out of my apartment jung hoseok and i want to never fucking see your stupid face ever again!" he screamed as hoseok just starred at him. "what are you talk-" and before the other could finish, jungkook shoved him out of the room. "get the fuck out now, or im calling the cops" he said to him as hoseok rolled his eyes. "fine pussy, but you wont be able to live without me, you will be calling me tomorrow morning talking about how much you miss me.. ill bet on it." he said with a smirk before he walked out the door, and all jungkook could do is cry.