FATED TO YOU

Chapter 121 - Just A Little

The red Ferrari stopped at a five-star hotel near the bar. Jeon Rosè leaned back in the leather chair, half asleep, and put her hand on her head. She was feeling dizzy.

When Kim Taehyung was awakened by the waiter, he immediately saw that Jeon Rosè had fallen asleep on the sofa. He had no choice but to use his little consciousness to help her get out of the bar and into the car.

He drove around until he reached a nearby hotel. He stopped the car and looked at Jeon Rosè . He nudged her with his hand, "Jeon Rose."

No reaction.

"Jeon Rosè ." Kim Taehyung nudged her again.

"Aiya, what are you doing ..." Jeon Rosè pushed his hand away.

Kim Taehyung forced himself to open his eyes and look at her for a while. His eyes were frighteningly dark. He got out of the car, staggered to the passenger side and opened the door.

Kim Taehyung stood by the side of the car, looking down at Jeon Rosè. After staring for a long time, he pulled her out.

Jeon Rosè staggered out of the car. She was unsteady on her feet.

Kim Taehyung quickly embraced her and looked down at her. "Jeon Rosè, let's get a room."

Jeon Rose pressed her face against his chest and nodded in a confused manner, "Sure, whatever you say."

Ten minutes later, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Rosè were half-supporting each other and staggered to find their room.

When Jeon Rosè saw the room number, she giggled and pointed to the door, "It's this one. Hee..Heee."

Kim Taehyung glanced at the door and smiled. He used a room key to open the door, and they both entered, one in front of the other.

Jeon Rosè touched the wall as if she was looking for a bathroom. But before she could move forward, Kim Taehyung's heavy breathing suddenly hit her ear. He pressed her against the door, bent down, and kissed her lips, causing her to give in restlessly, "Don't. You stink of alcohol."

Jeon Rosè slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Kim Taehyung for a long time, and slowly, her eyes became focused. Her eyes immediately widened.

Jeon Rosè immediately pushed him away.

Kim Taehyung didn't expect her to do this. Jeon Rose pushed his body against the wall beside her, but because of the alcohol, his consciousness disappeared, and he was powerless to move again. He spun and lay on the bed at her feet.

Jeon Rosè sat up in a fluster and pulled up her clothes that had fallen off her shoulders. She turned around and glanced at Kim Taehyung, who was lying motionlessly on the bed and cursing herself for finding him out of the blue.

Her impulsiveness almost made her make a big mistake.

Jeon Rosè stumbled out of the hotel. She didn't know what time it was now and the number of cars on the road became very small, there were only a few taxis left.

As she walked to the side of the road, she endured the dizziness and hailed a taxi. After saying two words, 'Greenville Residence', she immediately leaned against the seat and stopped moving.

Jeon Rosè could hear her cell phone ringing, but she was powerless to move, to check on the phone. In her vague mind, she thought that the ringing phone belonged to the taxi driver.

When the taxi stopped at Greenville Residence, the driver had to call for her for a long time before she opened her eyes in a daze. Jeon Rosè looked outside the window and recognized the name of the building. She then casually took out 100 yuan from her bag and gave it to the driver.

Although she was drunk, Jeon Rosè did not forget to wait for the driver to give the balance. When the driver saw how drunk she was, he did not intend to find the money and waited for her to get out of the car in a daze before driving away.

But when he saw Jeon Rosè still waiting for him, the driver had to hand over the rest of the money. Jeon Rosè took it and asked, "What time is it now?"

"Two in the morning!" The driver snappily replied.

'Really? She didn't forget to look for the balance even when she was so drunk. I've never seen such a woman!'

Jeon Rosè took the money and put it in her pocket. Then, she opened the door and got out of the car. The cold wind blew around her and her body swayed, almost falling to the ground.

She forced herself to take two steps forward and raised her hand to support herself on the telephone pole.

Jeon Rosè felt like she was about to fall to the ground, so she quickly leaned against the pole and lowered her head. Her eyes stared at the ground, motionless.

She touched her forehead and wanted to open her bag to pick the ringing phone, but just as she took out her phone, her hand trembled and her bag fell to the ground along with her phone.

Jeon Rosè looked down at her bag and the phone on the floor and bent down to pick them up, but then she suddenly fell to the ground.

The phone's ringtone rang a few times at the entrance of Greenville Residence, which was quiet and empty late at night. In the end, everything became quiet.

In less than five minutes, Jeon Rosè heard the familiar footsteps. She turned around and saw Park Jimin.

She stared blankly at his figure, who was slowly walking out of Greenville Residence.

Was she hallucinating?

Was that really Park Jimin?

That familiar face was etched in her mind, so it was quite impossible for her not to recognize it. Even if her eyes were blurry with drunkenness, she would still be able to recognize that handsome face.

This is bad! If he knew that she had been out all night and had drunk so much wine, he would be furious.

Jeon Rosè hurriedly glanced at the figure as he slowly walked towards her. She quickly turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as her hand left the telephone pole, she suddenly staggered and swayed twice on the side of the road before falling down.

Suddenly, a hand firmly grabbed her arm. In the next instant, she was pulled into a warm and fresh embrace. She struggled for a moment but was firmly held in his embrace.

"Are you drunk?" Park Jimin's voice sounded above her head.

Jrom Rose's whole body went stiff. She was like a child caught doing something bad. She lifted her face and gave him a silly smile, but Park Jimin didn't smile at all. He gazed at her drunk face, then lowered his head to look at the bag on the ground, his expression much more serious than usual.

"Just a little." Jeon Rosè stretched out her index finger and waved it in front of his eyes, and her body leaned against his chest without strength. She waved her finger in front of his eyes a few times and said very seriously. "Really, I drank just a little!"

After saying that, Jeon Rosè nodded at Park Jimin with certainty. "A little."

Her clothes were tousled, and her hair was scattered behind her back. The right heel had lost its heel at some point. Jeon Rosè's appearance right now made her look like a completely different person from her usual clean and tidy self.

She leaned against Park Jimin's chest and snickered at him.

Park Jimin did not say anything. He held her with one hand and picked up the bag and phone with the other. Jeon Rosè shamelessly stuck to his body, with one arm around his waist and the other tightly holding onto the sleeve of his shirt. "I've got you. You can't run away from me now."

Jeon Rosè looked at him with a silly smile, only to find out that Park Jimin ignored her. She suddenly became angry and firmly held the sleeve of his shirt. "Park Jimin, look at me. I said, look at me!"

Helplessly, he glanced down at her.

Jeon Rosè giggled as she stuck to his chest. She raised her hand to hold his face, tiptoeing, and bit his lips.

Park Jimin frowned as she bit down his lips hard. He quickly wrapped his hand around her waist when he saw her almost fall.