FALLING FOR YOU | KM [✓]°

17. Drunk Jimin

when jungkook and hanuel went back inside the beach house, they both chuckled quietly at the sight in front of them. jin was passed out on the sofa, his legs and arms spread wide like a starfish, completely taking over the space. hoseok was slumped over the table, his head resting on his folded arms, a thin line of drool escaping the corner of his lips, yet somehow he still managed to look oddly cute even in that state.

on the floor, two very drunk and clearly affectionate people were tangled together in sleep. yoongi lay sprawled out with his arms wrapped tightly around taehyung's slim waist, mumbling something incoherent under his breath every few seconds. the sight made both jungkook and hanuel laugh softly again.

but jungkook's smile slowly faded, replaced by a deep frown as he scanned the room once more. his husband was nowhere in sight. a sudden wave of panic rose inside his chest.

"where is jimin?" he muttered to himself, his sharp eyes darting around every corner of the living area. his heart started beating faster. what if jimin had hurt himself because he drank too much? what if he had done something stupid in his drunken state? all kinds of terrible thoughts raced through jungkook's mind in seconds.

"jimin," he called out, his voice louder this time, carrying worry.

"he's sleeping in the left room. you both can stay there tonight," a half-sleepy voice answered. hoseok lifted his head from the table, eyes barely open, startling both jungkook and hanuel. he rubbed his face, stood up unsteadily, and stumbled toward his bedroom, knocking into the side cabinet on his way with a small curse under his breath.

jungkook let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing slightly. at least his husband was safe. meanwhile, hanuel shook his head with a small smile and leaned down to wake yoongi. the older male opened his eyes just enough to glare at hanuel for disturbing his sleep, but he didn't protest much. instead, he carefully gathered taehyung into his arms, lifting him bridal-style, and carried him toward their own room without another word.

hanuel sighed again, this time grabbing jin's arm and dragging the completely passed-out man toward their bedroom while muttering something to himself about how heavy jin was when drunk.

jungkook, now calmer, walked toward the room hoseok had mentioned. he opened the door slowly. the room was bathed in a soft, dim light coming from a small lamp in the corner. on the left side of the large bed, there was a tiny bump under the thick covers. jungkook chuckled quietly to himself, already knowing that small figure belonged to his husband.

he stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and locked it with a soft click. walking closer to the bed, he gently pulled the bedsheet away. jimin was curled up tightly, wearing one of jungkook's oversized shirts that looked almost comically big on his smaller frame. jungkook smiled fondly before sliding onto the bed and pressing himself against his husband's back in a warm back hug. he buried his nose in jimin's soft hair, inhaling the familiar sweet scent that always calmed him.

"are you asleep, baby?" jungkook whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to jimin's milky, exposed shoulder where the loose shirt had slipped down a little.

jimin, who had actually been awake, flinched slightly under the sudden touch.

"y-yes, i m-mean 'hiccup' no..." jimin mumbled, his voice small and shaky. he sniffed and let out another hiccup, which made jungkook frown instantly. he carefully turned his husband around to face him.

jungkook's heart shattered the moment he saw jimin's face. his eyes were red and swollen from crying, tears still clinging to his long lashes. the sight made jungkook's chest tighten painfully.

who had the audacity to make my husband cry?

"what happened, baby? why are you crying? tell me, who made you cry?" jungkook asked softly, cupping jimin's wet cheeks with both hands. his thumbs gently wiped away the fresh tears sliding down toward jimin's lips while the smaller male pouted, his plump lips trembling.

"you," jimin said in a tiny voice, pointing one shaky finger directly at jungkook's chest.

jungkook froze for a few seconds, blinking in confusion. "me? h-how? when?"

jimin's pout deepened, his eyes glassy and unfocused from all the alcohol. he hiccupped again before speaking.

"y-you left me... you... what are y-you 'hiccup' doing with hanuel? you b-both seem like 'hiccup' know each other. do you k-know him? are you 'hiccup' his f-friends? you b-both were sitting so close to 'hiccup' each other. you were s-smiling with him. y-you know you're my 'hiccup' husband, don't go near him. you're mine and mine o-only, kookie."

jimin grabbed fistfuls of jungkook's shirt, holding on so tightly as if jungkook might vanish if he let go. jungkook stared at him for a moment, first confused, then slowly understanding. his husband must have seen him talking and laughing with hanuel earlier.

"are you jealous, baby?" jungkook asked, a small smirk tugging at his lips. he couldn't help wanting to tease his adorable, drunk husband just a little.

jimin gasped dramatically, his half-lidded eyes opening wide as he tried to glare at jungkook. "no, i'm n-not. why i'll be get j-jealous. i know 'hiccup' you're mine, my husband."

the obvious lie, mixed with another hiccup, made jungkook chuckle softly. he leaned in closer and pressed a tender kiss to jimin's forehead. his husband was impossibly cute like this.

"yes, baby, i'm only yours, just like you're mine," jungkook whispered, resting his forehead gently against jimin's.

"kookie," jimin whined, his pout returning full force.

"hmm," jungkook hummed, smiling down at him with pure affection.

"you did not answer my questions. do you know him?" jimin asked again, his voice a little more serious despite the drunken state.

jungkook only tightened his arms around jimin's waist, pulling the smaller male even closer until their bodies were pressed together completely.

"yes. i'll tell you everything tomorrow when you're all sober. now, sleep, baby," jungkook murmured softly, brushing his lips against jimin's temple.

jimin let out one last small whine, nuzzling into jungkook's chest before his body finally relaxed. within moments, his breathing evened out and he passed out completely in his husband's warm embrace.

jungkook stayed awake a little longer, staring at jimin's peaceful sleeping face. he pressed one final soft peck to those plump, soft lips before closing his own eyes.

tomorrow would be a big day for both of them. he had no idea if jimin would accept him fully after hearing the whole truth, but jungkook knew one thing for certain—his husband deserved to know everything. he was tired of hiding. no more secrets.

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