If someone would tell Kim Taehyung that his life would drastically change overnight because of his recklessness on that one, fateful incident, he'd probably laugh his ass off and tell them, "Yeah, right!"
But it did.
His life changed that night and...
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I | The Drunk & The Sober's First Encounter
It all started with a bitter glass of bourbon.
Well... three glasses of cognac and one bourbon, to be exact.
It was a cold February night in Yongsan, and Taehyung was inside this high-end bar which was only open for the members who were black card holders of the Bangtan House Private Members Club. This was the only membership club in the country which accepted alphas, betas and omegas altogether no matter the gender and sexual hierarchies, so long as the individual has met their standards -- to be fucking rich.
Taehyung knew there were twenty-six black card holders including him in Seoul alone, but he only had a chance to meet half of them ever since he became a club member. He could only count in one hand how many times he had actually visited the place: the first time was during the soft opening and the second one was when another club member spent and celebrated his thirtieth birthday last year and invited everyone.
His work schedule was always full, but his second month of the year was, for once, not hectic like he expected to. He was not complaining though. He loved his job. But after all of the fashion shows and events he attended in three different fashion weeks held in three different cities, plus the eight photoshoots and two ad campaigns he did in Paris and Rome last January alone, Taehyung badly needed some time for himself or else he would surely combust and burn out. He needed a breather. March was fast approaching and he knew he would be tied up again with another pile of invitations from fashion houses for the next summer and spring fashion shows.
But again, he was not drinking to unwind that night though.
He was actually quite distressed all throughout the day, and the reason was because of an upsetting call he had received early in the morning from his mother, ergo him purposely trying to get himself drunk for the first time in his life.
Taehyung came to the bar all alone, dressed to the nines. He did not bother to call some of his friends from the industry nor inform his manager Jung Hoseok of his unexpected plan to go out and get himself drunk. He was not worried about the media knowing his whereabouts, and he trusted that there would be no leaked photos and videos of him would be spread online from lurking paps because their club was very particular with the members' security and privacy.
He was perched on a stool near the bar counter, sipping the expensive cognac he mindlessly asked for when he arrived, even though in truth it was his first time drinking one. He was a wine type of guy, and even so, he only drank a minimal amount because he had low tolerance for alcohol. His third glass was almost empty when Taehyung felt the need to pee, so he hurriedly finished it with a scrunched up face and slammed the glass on the counter. He raised his hand, gaining the bartender's attention. Taehyung slurred, "I'll just... go to the restroom."
