"Why do you always share every fucking thing between us with Jimin?" he roared, glaring at her.
"There is no us, do you get it?" She said in loud voice.
"Stop playing games, Y/N!" Jungkook exclaimed, his fingertips digging into her arms, leaving a...
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❀His heart becoming tangled in the delicate ropes of zeal and forbidden desires❀
🎀•Chapter Seven•🎀
Jungkook stumbled into his house after heavy drinking at Jimin's, the world around him slightly swaying.
He made his way to the kitchen, determined to whip up something to eat despite the alcohol still buzzing in his system.
Just as he started rummaging through the fridge, his phone began ringing with a FaceTime call.
He groaned, knowing it was probably Taehyung, and rushed to check. Sure enough, it was his friend calling at this ridiculous hour.
"Hello, hyung," Jungkook greeted, his voice warm but laced with fatigue as he connected the call.
"What made you FaceTime at this hour?" A faint frown creased his brow, already anticipating Taehyung's antics.
Taehyung's mischievous smirk filled the screen as he leaned closer to the camera.
"Well, Kookie, I couldn't help but wonder if you dropped off Y/N at her home instead of bringing her to yours," he teased, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm. A wink followed, amplifying his jest.
Jungkook rolled his eyes, trying to suppress a smile. "Shut up, Taehyung. Of course I dropped her off. You know I wouldn't—"
"Wouldn't what? Bring her home?" Taehyung interrupted, his grin widening. "Come on, man! You can't deny there's something there. I saw the way you looked at her!"
"Come on, hyung. What do you take me for? You know she's just a young girl, underage. I'm not someone who takes advantage," Jungkook defended vehemently, his glare piercing through the screen.
First Jimin, and now Taehyung—what was wrong with his hyungs?
"Chill, chill, muscled bunny. I was merely teasing you," Taehyung reassured him, his voice warm with affection. "I called to check if you dropped off Y/N safely at her home," he added, genuine concern shining through.
"Yes, I did, hyung," Jungkook replied, weariness seeping into his voice as he stifled a yawn. "What about you? Are you working on some new songs?"
Taehyung tilted his head, eyes narrowing slightly. "No, I was just wondering if you were okay. You sound tired."
Jungkook shook his head, stifling another yawn. "No, hyung. I was just planning on having dinner, maybe go for a run, then some dance practice, and then sleep," he murmured, his eyelids feeling heavier by the second.
"Bro, are you drunk?" Taehyung questioned, raising an eyebrow with a teasing smirk.
"Yeah, I went to Jimin hyung's house an hour ago and drank there," he admitted, feeling the warmth of embarrassment creep up his cheeks.
