Dark Light || Yoonmin ||

Chapter : 01

"I swear to god! This gonna be the last time! This gonna be the fucking last time I am carrying you on my back you little piece of shit! Next time don't come here. Go somewhere else"

"I *hiccup* lobe you Hoe Seok-ah. You my favorite bar-tinder *hiccup*"

"Stop that shit you are talking nonsense, Jimin"

A loud chuckle is heard from Hoseok's back as the one who receives the piggyback ride remains clingy to his back while tangling his hands loosely around his neck. Yes, totally wasted Park Jimin was giving zero fucks about how he was getting scolded and cursed at by Jung Hoseok as he knows how, somehow his friendly bartender will manage to get his ass back in his apartment without letting him rot in a random bar corner.

"Why my life is this hard! Yah! You little rat, for the fuck's sake don't drink this much next time if you can't walk yourself home. Seriously Jimin, this going to be the last time I am doing this. My shift is also yet to finish and here I am handling your over-drunken ass"

Hoseok snarled, nonetheless he make sure to hold Jimin's legs tight to make sure the wasted guy's ass won't kiss the wet alley's floor by slipping off from his back. He starts to take small steps toward the parking area of the club where he works in search of Jimin's driver, as he knows he comes with a driver if he going to get drunk.

"Jimin where's your driver? Why he isn't here yet?"

"Be caaaaause *hiccup while maniacally laughing* I escape from home to be here. Dad doesn't know and Rodric (driver) might be losing his shit *hiccup* tryna find me *chuckle*"

"What the heck!?"
Hoseok deadpanned but without making further comments on how reckless is he, he slowly unloaded the wasted man from his back to stand on his leg knowing how he had another question to find the solution.

"Yah! Don't sit on the ground, it's wet you moron!"

Hoseok pulls Jimin up by holding onto his dark blue leather jacket's collar to refrain the man from sitting on the parking area's wet concrete ground as he searches for Namjoon's number. At the moment he was his only hope and best option.

"Hello Namjoon, it's Hoseok here. Can you quickly drive to Silver Lounge? Yes, Jimin is here. What? Ah, no no don't worry. He is alright it's just he took a little too much tonight but---"

That's all Hoseok could say as the one on the other side cut the line after mumbling a quick 'I'll be there'

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"Thank god you came!"

Hoseok screeched in relief as Namjoon quickly walked toward them. As the man was still dressed in his full suit Hoseok understood the lawyer must be in his office when he is calling him.

"Is he here alone? Where's his driver?"

"He told me he sneaked out. That's why I called you"

Namjoon pursed his lips nonetheless he just picked up Jimin to carry him inside the car as he saw there was no use trying to make the guy walk who was now snoring on Hoseok's shoulder. As Namjoon pulled Jimin away from his slightly numbed shoulder Hoseok quickly walked fast passing the taller male to help him with the back door of the car to shove his drunken friend in.

"Here"
Namjoon silently received Jimin's phone and wallet from Hoseok's hand and mumbled thanks to the tired-looking male for calling him and taking care of Jimin. Namjoon doesn't know what Jimin and Hoseok are but he has met the guy a few times at random places with Jimin.

"How you gonna go home ?"

"My shift isn't finished yet. I just excused the manager to take him to the parking area after he picked a fight there"