Mr Player//BTS FF

Chapter 86

Jimin took the last sip from his bottle as he sprawled out on Namjoon's couch as he had gone to visit him at his apartment.

He had blubbered everything out to him while in his drunk state and had told him how he wanted to rip out his heart and just throw it away for the dogs to eat it. It would hurt less, he told him. Less than seeing his brother and Seon get back together again.

The truth was that Namjoon didn't expect to hear all that, especially from Jimin who never showed that anything could possibly be wrong. Always, every time Namjoon asked him if something was wrong with him, when he caught him in moments when his eyes hid a certain sadness, Jimin always used to reply to him with a smile, telling him that he was fine and if he had any issues he would appear positive, saying that there was nothing that he couldn't fix, no matter what.

The two of them were good partners but the truth was that Jimin had never opened up to him about personal matters like this. And the only reason he had arrived at Namjoon's doorstep was that he couldn't go to Taehyung or Yoongi, because he wasn't supposed to be in Korea anyway and he didn't want anyone to know nor he himself had sorted out his own thoughts regarding them.

He had a lot to talk with them too, about all the secrets, regarding Jungkook and those pills, that they kept from him.

"Do you have any more alcohol?" Jimin asked as he wasn't getting any more drops out of the bottle and a concerned Namjoon just looked at him for a moment before standing up and walking over to him, taking the bottle away from his grasp.

"It's the third bottle. That's enough for tonight Jimin. Come on, I'll take you home." He told him softly, but Jimin wouldn't move.

"Listen to me. You don't earn anything from this. I know what it's like to be in love, but in time you'll understand that there's a reason you don't have what you don't have and a reason you have what you do have. Maybe this Seon person isn't what you need, she is just what you want. And that makes a difference." Namjoon made another attempt to speak to him as he had done several times since Jimin had come to his apartment.

"Don't say that. She's everything. Everything I want and need. She's the woman I've loved like no other in my life. My soul is burning. It hurts, it hurts so much that I just want to disappear." Jimin replied in a clearly vulnerable voice that made Namjoon feel sad that his friend was in such a position.

"I'm sorry. I won't say anything then. Just... Let me take you home tonight. And tomorrow will be another day. You'll see." He said as he put his hand on Jimin's arm and helped him get up, thankfully this time, he didn't object, instead, he bowed his head lightly to him and let Namjoon guide him.

---change of set----

You let out an exclamation of tiredness as soon as you managed to leave Jungkook's body to plop on the couch in his apartment. Since before you were to take off, he had asked for his driver to get him straight home since it was kind of late.

The driver had helped you carry him to the elevator but the distance from there to the door of his apartment and to his living room seemed like a century since Jungkook's body was quite heavy, because although he still had contact with the environment, he had no control over his body weight.

"For your good, you better pay me extra for this tomorrow," You told him as your hands were placed on your waist that was aching.

Of course, you didn't get an answer from Jungkook as he was barely keeping his own eyes slightly open.

"Come on! Don't sleep. You need to change your clothes first and take a bath. You are covered in vomit." You told him as you nudged his shoulder a bit, but he didn't move.