Nineteen - Twenty Seven || JJK || ✔️ [EDITED ✔️]

CHAP 19: Hello Sister

JIN'S POV:

Me and Yoongi was waiting for Taehyung in the car. But he was taking a hell lot of time to come back. I couldn't wait anymore so I dashed inside the loud bar. 

Ohh gawd!! I'm already dissy.

As I walked into the bar, an overwhelming wave of nausea hit me immediately. The stench of alcohol was thick in the air, mingling with the heat and sweat of too many bodies dancing to the pulsating beat of the music. The flashing lights and loud noise assaulted my senses, making it difficult to focus on anything other than pushing through the crowd.

I navigated my way through the throngs of people, dodging clumsy dancers and trying to ignore the sticky floor beneath my feet. My goal was to find Taehyung, and my anxiety grew with each step. He wasn't the type to frequent bars, let alone get drunk. Something serious must be bothering him.

Finally, I spotted him at the counter, sitting with his head bowed low. His shoulders slumped, and the sight made my heart sink. This wasn't the Taehyung I knew – the one who always had a bright smile and a positive attitude. It was clear that something had driven him to this point, something he couldn't handle on his own.

"Taehyung," I called out, but he didn't respond. I squeezed past a couple more people and reached his side. He looked up briefly, his eyes glassy and filled with a sadness that was uncharacteristic of him.

"Hey," I said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "What's going on? What's bothering you?"

He shook his head, avoiding my gaze. "I don't want to talk about it," he muttered, his voice barely audible over the din of the bar.

"Tae!! That's enough. Let's go." I shouted trying to stop him but he yanked my hands aggressively.

"Kim Taehyung!! I said get the fuck up now or I'll drag your ass out here."

"I don't want to go home. I want to stay here." He said taking another shot.

"Let's go home for now okay? We'll talk after that." I forcefully picked him up but he wasn't moving an inch. I looked at the bartender with helpful eyes as he nodded.

The bartender helped me to pick him up and we made our way outside. I thanked the bartender as he bowed.

Yoongi was awake and shocked seeing Taehyung like this.

"What happened to him?" He asked holding him.

"I don't know. He was drinking and said he doesn't want to go home." I replied turning on the ignition.

"Seriously!! What's wrong with him!" He said looking at him who is sound sleep in Yoongi's arms.

"There's something going on. He wasn't like this before."

"We will ask him tomorrow about this. I don't think he's gonna wake up now."

I speeds up to our home as it's very late and dark outside. I parked the car and both of us held him side by side and made our way to the stairs struggling.

"Why he's so heavy suddenly." Yoongi's said struggling to hold him.

"You're not strong enough." I replied holding him tight.