"And I just wanna tell you, it takes everything in me not to call you"
Y/n : You looked like someone I know.
Y/n interrupted him, making him hault in his steps Someone she knows? Who could it be-
Y/n : My husband.
My husband...
Y/n : My husband- I just got a ca-call fr-from here..?
Y/n tried to tell the server of the club in the midst of the loud music that had been blasting there.
Server : The open bar is there please check.
Y/n nodded her head while murmuring thank you to him before she started to pass through the crowd of drunken adults who were swaying with the music. The loud music and the stench of alcohol making her nauseous as she looked for the open bar space.
Although it didn't take much time to find him though. Because of his striking uniform.
Jungkook's head was resting on the counter top at the furthest corner of the open bar. His cap reminded beside his head, hiding his face fully which she was really thankful for cause if someone had found him wasted in the uniform, it would have created a huge scandal for him. So, Y/n quickly pushed through the crowd and reached towards him. From up close, she could now clearly see how flushed his face was. He has always been a very light drinker. Y/n quickly pulled out her purse to pay the bartender who looked totally pissed off from her expressions.
Bartender : I assume, you are the one wife whom he was determined to not call.
Y/n lowered her gaze apologetically.
Y/n : I'm really sorry for the trouble he has cause-
Jungkook : Y/n?Y/n glanced back at him and saw him struggling to open his eyes properly
Jungkook : Am I-I seeing t-things-
Y/n tried to ignore his blabbering and focused back on to the bartender.
Y/n : I'm sorry. How much has it been?
The bartender passed her the slip, making her eyebrows raise immediately. 97000 won! Seriously! How much did you drink! Y/n closed her eyes and sighed as she took out her card to pay cause she didn't had enough cash in her. How is she supposed to? After getting a call from jungkook's phone at 12.30 am at night, she barely had time to get changed let alone think properly. The bartender returned her the card while uttering a forced thank you to her out of courtesy.
She kept the card back on the purse and looked back at her wasted husband whose cheeks were squished in the counter top while his eyes remained open as he stared deeply at her.
Jungkook : A-are you really y/n?
Y/n didn't answer him. Instead she tried to pull him up.
Y/n : Get up. We need To go home.
Jungkook immediately sat up straight while clasping his palm against his mouth. Exclaiming he replied.
Jungkook : Y/N!!! My wife ! H-hey see my wife!! She came! But How d-did she know- heeey seee my wife came-
And he started to ramble again to the bartenders while they just kept ignoring his presence making Y/n embarrassed . She kept murmuing words of apology to them while trying to support him as she spoke again
Y/n : Get up Jeon. Now.
Jungkook whined in his seat while y/n grabbed his elbow and pulled him up. Thankfully he had stopped being adamant and had let Y/n support him towards the car. But the car ride wasn't easy either. In every 5 mins he had made her stop the engine cause he had wanted to throw up but he couldn't so it kept making him feel stuffy. His fingers had kept fondling with the collar of his uniform due to Although Y/n had made sure to keep the window open through the ride to ease him but it hadn't work.
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Flim Out || Jeon Jungkook ff
FanfictionHer eyes that was filled with anger just a second ago was now quivering with tears that were threatning to fall. But somehow his eyes didn't softened up. Not even for a single second. Was the frustration that big enough to make them blind? How much...