Till Death Do Us Part ||Taekook||

Chapter #7 A Different Mindeset

"Must be pretty bad. You even broke your own rules." Yoongi said, coming from the back door of the bar. He gestured to the thin white stick pressed between my lips. I gave a half-hearted chuckle as I blew out another puff of smoke. Yoongi slipped a lighter from his pocket.

"I forgot mine today. Do you mind?" He asked, gesturing to my pocket. With a few moments of silence I sighed, breaking the role of playing innocent. I slipped the pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I handed him one.

"You buy these or bring them?"

"Brought. I thought I might need them today."

"Yeah? And why's that?"

I shrugged.

"It's really stupid."

"Listen. I know I'm not exactly the best person to vent to but if you need to I can listen and shut up for today."

I grinned.

"How could I just vent knowing you're silently judging? I rather you vocalize how stupid you think my problems are."

He chuckled.

"Come on Jungkook, spit it out. What's got a hold of you? Do I need to pull out my gun on someone?"

I hummed with a smile on my lips.

"Since when did you care about my problems?"

"I don't, but you're making my work life harder than it needs to be so here we are."

I giggled endearingly. I felt oddly comfortable with him.

"Alright. You wanna hear it? You know how I'm married to that bastard Taehyung? I think the hangover I had last night scrambled my brains or something because I said and did some things that might make a man like him end my life."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Now you've got me interested. What'd you do?"

I sighed loudly, throwing my head back, letting a few more puffs of smoke out.

"I...touched him weirdly? I don't really know. I guess I was trying to get some sort of reaction out of a man that simply doesn't have emotions."

Yoongi laughed. At first I was offended but when I turned to see his gummy smile I couldn't help but laugh with him.

"So all this dramatic in depth thinking, smoking, and fear is because you...what? Gave your husband a high five? Or what, did you accidentally play footsie with him under the table? Or maybe you bumped int-"

"Okay, okay, okay! I get it. It's stupid."

He was laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach. I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey! In my defense he's one terrifying motherfucker." I said, holding my hands in the air in defense.

"No but seriously. What do you mean by touched? Like inappropriately?" he asked, finally catching his breath from laughing. I tapped my fingers against the cigarette. Oh what the hell may as well tell him the whole story.

"Well first...I grabbed his collar...second I gave him a back hug...third..."

"What Jungkook? Spit it out?"

God I'm about to sound so stupid.

"Third...I sat...on...like...on...him"

Yoongi looked at me with an emotionless expression before it changed into deep thinking.