Taehyung tries to fight his way out of the crowd to the bar. After seeing his soon-to-be ex-wife screwing another man and seeing someone he knows dancing almost naked on stage while thrusting, he has decided he desperately needs something to drink.
"For fuck's sake," Taehyung grumbles as he gets pulled back into the crowd.
"Professor Kim, do you need help?" Jungkook's voice startles Taehyung.
"I can't seem to get out of this crowd." Taehyung huffs as he is shoved against Jungkook's oiled chest. He gulps because he is hyper-aware that his student is only in tight, black underwear.
When someone tries to touch his student, Taehyung hisses and smacks her hand. "Back off. He's a kid."
"Prof, I am twenty-two." Jungkook chuckles as he helps pull Taehyung out of the crowd.
"I am twelve years older than you," Taehyung mutters when he finally sits down at the bar.
"You're younger than most profs. I'm gonna go and get dressed. I'll be right back." Jungkook smiles before rushing to the back of the club to change.
"What on earth is happening today? First, I get drunk and pole dance, if that's even considered pole dancing. Second, my soulmate's boyfriend sees me stripping and pole dancing. Third, I walk in on my not-yet ex-wife having an affair. And fourth, I see my student practically naked while exotically dancing. I definitely need a lot to drink." Taehyung bangs his head on the bar, gaining the bartender's attention.
"What would you like to drink?" The bartender asks as he looks at Taehyung with curiosity.
"Something strong. Something very, very strong." Taehyung grumbles, looking up at the bartender.
"What kind of flavor?" The bartender hums as he starts mentally making drinks for Taehyung.
"Something fruity so that it is easy to drink." Taehyung sighs and rests his head on the bar again.
By the time Jungkook returns, Taehyung has a very bright pink drink and is eagerly drinking it. "Prof, should you be drinking it that fast?" Jungkook worries as he sits next to Taehyung, wearing black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
"I need to so that I forget today." Taehyung groans and continues to drink his fruity drink.
Jungkook quietly watches as Taehyung eagerly finishes his drink and asks for a second drink. When Taehyung begins downing his second drink, Jimin quickly rushes over.
"Tae! I've been looking everywhere for you?!" He shouts over the deafening music.
"Ji~" Taehyung drunkenly cries and hugs his best friend.
"Okay. I am taking you to the private room." Jimin mutters and tries to drag his much taller friend off of the barstool.
"Would you like help? I promise that I'm not a creep." Jungkook asks as Jimin struggles to hold his drunk friend steady.
"He's Jungkookie~" Taehyung giggles and reaches out to poke Jungkook's nose.
"I know you work here. I trust you." Jimin smiles gratefully as Jungkook picks up Taehyung bridal style.
Once they are in the private room, Taehyung sprawls out on the large table and looks up at the ceiling, where soft purple lights trailing the floor illuminate the white ceiling.
"I am so sorry. Do you mind watching him for me?" Jimin asks when Taehyung's phone suddenly rings, the caller ID showing Taehyung's wife's name.
"Sure." Jungkook hums and nods.
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First Breath
FanfictionFor Kim Taehyung, every waking moment was suffocating for him. Every time he took a breath, water filled his lungs. While struggling to breathe, he kept a bright smile on his face so that his loved ones would not know he was drowning. However, his...
