Loud sound of music and people cheering and hooting filled Taehyung's ears as soon as he entered the club. Smell of sweat and drinks lingered in the atmosphere as people danced together, swaying and grinding their bodies against each other.
Taehyung's hands were fisted tightly on his sides and his eyes were blurry by the tears that threatened to fall anytime.
He walked towards the bar counter and sat down on a chair. The bartender looked at him, asking for his order.
"Make a strong one, please." He whispered out, not having enough energy to say anything else.
The bartender nodded and got to work.
Taehyung sighed and looked around, his mind ringing with the words Yoongi had told him. He knew what he was doing wasn't the correct thing to do, but the pain was so much for him to bear and he wanted a break, even if it was just for one night.
The bartender forwarded his drink towards him and he immediately accepted it. Taking a sip, he made a disgusted face at the bitter taste.
He wasn't used to drinking wine. In his whole life, he had drank only two to three times and he never really liked it. But for tonight, he wanted to have a taste, he wanted to have an effect, he wanted to forget everything.
Just for tonight.
Taehyung had only taken a few sips of his drink, when he felt a presence behind him. He didn't pay any attention to the person until the person forwarded their hand carrying an empty glass from behind him and slammed the glass on the table, almost breaking it.
Taehyung flinched at the sound of the glass.
"More." A dizzy, drunk voice came from behind him, "Give me more." It was a mere whisper.
Taehyung's eyes widened as the voice sounded quite familiar to him.
Quite familiar.
The bartender looked at the person standing behind him and gulped, "But Sir, you already drank five bottles. It can be harmf-"
"I SAID I WANT MORE!" The person shouted, Taehyung's heartbeat rose up.
He was sure of who the person was but he didn't have the courage to look behind.
The bartender filled the man's glass once again. The man picked his glass up and Taehyung felt him going away and let out a relieved sigh, but that lasted until the man took a seat beside him.
Taehyung's eyes widened and he gulped as his hold tightened on the glass. He dared to look at his side and his predictions came true - It was Jeon Jungkook.
Jungkook was wearing a black button-up tucked in black jeans with black boots. He had a thin silver chain on his neck and his hair was styled like always - two strands falling over his forehead.
Taehyung's eyes raked over Jungkook's face and he was shocked by what he saw - Jungkook's cheeks were completely red, he was breathing heavily and his temples looked sweaty. His eyes were droopy and he looked completely drunk and out of it. Taehyung could only imagine for how long the man must have been there.
Feeling someone's heated gaze on him, Jungkook frowned and looked beside him, only to get shocked. He squinted his eyes, just to make sure what he was seeing was true and then a silly smile formed on his lips, "Kim Taehyung." His words sounded slurred.
He was completely wasted, Taehyung was sure of it now.
Taehyung gulped and immediately looked away.
Jungkook's smile widened even more, "What are you doing here?" Slurred, completely slurred and wasted voice spoke, "What are you doing here after-" He hiccuped, then took a sip of his drink, "After ruining mine and my family's life."
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Equity - Taekook
FanfictionKim Taehyung, a young blogger in his twenties, loved his life. A perfect house, perfect job and a little sister. What else did he need? But what would happen when due to a big problem caused by his sister, he'd need to contact a lawyer and that is w...