Getting to know Min Yoongi - a yoonmin ff

guilt-tripped

The music was way too loud. 

The lights were beginning to hurt his eyes, and the only thing stopping him from getting out of the club was his promise.

Yeah, he was stupid.

Namjoon had always known how to get Yoongi to go with him.

"Aish, I hate you, you know that?"

"Hyuuung, we've only been here for like 15 minutes! Get your shit together, you promised you'd celebrate this album with me!"

"You basically guilt-tripped me, you little snake!"

"No, I di---"

"You did and you know it, but it's whatever. I was stupid enough to fall for it, so let's just get something to drink and get this over with."

"Wow, what a way to celebrate... well, I'll take what I can get! The others should be here soon."

"Noooo!"

Yeah, Yoongi was a whiney bitch when he was tired.

"It's just Jeongguk, Hobi and Tae, so chill."

"Thank fuck, 'cause I woulda been outta here if---"

"Enough talking, more drinking. Let's go!"

Yoongi cursed under his breath while both of them went to sit by the bar, ordering Whiskey and a couple of shots. 

Namjoon got drunk pretty fast as soon as their friends found them. They were all laughing, drinking, vibing to the music after congratulating Namjoon on his newly released album.

Yoongi would never admit it, but he started to enjoy the night as time went by.

All thanks to Hobi. Hoseok had always been his vitamin. He always managed to lift his mood up with his vibrant smile, and Taehyung and Gguk were just being cuddly and sweet as always. Namjoon spotted something, or rather someone, in the crowd of dancing people, and before Yoongi knew it, his friend disappeared onto the dancefloor, leaving his party behind - only to come back with a handsome stranger Yoongi positively identified as Seokjin, another singer from work.

Yeah.

This club had always been a magnet for artists.

Even if they were famous or whatever, they had enough privacy and security to enjoy themselves here.

It didn't matter if famous artists were getting drunk or into a fight or were just plain boring – it didn't matter because what happened inside of the club, stayed inside of the club!

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a/n

welcome to another episode of 'what I do when I'm supposed to be studying'!
I originally wanted to make this a oneshot, but... well, I'm just not able to cut it short, I guess.

anyways - have fun and leave a vote and comments if you happen to like it :)

oh--- this story is finished btw, I'm gonna be updating dayly <3