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Third Person POV
"Okay, I feel dizzy." Taehyung pouts as he gets comfortable in Jeongguk's arms as if he wasn't seconds away from falling face first on the floor. "And my head hurts."
"Are you alright?!" Jimin exclaims from where he was dancing, his eyes going back and forth at Jeongguk and Taehyung for a moment, more so at the way they're holding on to one another.
"I'm okay as you can see." Taehyung chuckles as he wiggles his legs. "I think I might throw up."
"Okay, take him to any room upstairs. Get him to the bathroom before it gets out of hands." Jimin says and Jeongguk hums, walking away from the dance floor.
"But I wanna dance." Taehyung whines, playing with Jeongguk's collar as the boxer walks away from the crowd.
"Yeah, you've done that enough." Jeongguk says, watches Taehyung's eyes feel heavier and flutter from time to time and it indicates how tired he is.
Jeongguk's eyes fall on Yoongi when he's passing them, finds blaring questions in his eyes and he knows he'll be asked later but for now, he's just focused on one thing.
"Where are we going?" Taehyung asks as Jeongguk steps up the stairs.
"Gettting you out of that soaked sweater." Jeongguk replies and Taehyung gasps, realising he's messed up his sweater.
"That's a bad stain. Oh no." Taehyung whines and Jeongguk rolls his eyes.
"It'll come off in one wash, don't be so dramatic." Jeongguk says and Taehyung huffs, glaring at Jeongguk.
"Why are you taking me upstairs?" Taehyung asks.
"That's a nice way to thank me from saving you falling face first on the floor." Jeongguk scoffs.
"I wasn't gonna fall. Someone would've caught me anyways." Taehyung pouts.
"Yeah, right." Jeongguk mumbles.
"You just like taking credit for everything, you narcissistic piece of shit." Taehyung utters and Jeongguk chuckles in amusement.
"Of course you find it funny." Taehyung rolls his eyes.
"Just open the door. My hands are occupied." Jeongguk smirks and Taehyung shakes his head, looks to the side and they're already in front of a door. He angles his body to open one.
"Thank God it's empty." Jeongguk mumbles because he didn't want to witness any atrocities here.
"A bed! I'm so sleepy." Taehyung exclaims.
"No, to the bathroom first." Jeongguk says and Taehyung huffs.
Jeongguk walks inside the bathroom and sits Taehyung on the basin counter, physically feels the warmth leave him and it feels quite irritating.
"I don't know if there are any spares here." Jeongguk says as he goes through the few cabinets to look for any spare shirt.
"It feels so sticky." Taehyung groans as he looks down at his sweater in distaste, pinching it away from his body.
"There are only two bathrobes here, a spare toothbrush and a towel." Jeongguk sighs.
"Jeongguk." Taehyung utters and Jeongguk turns to him, finds him covering his mouth.
"I'm gonna throw up." Taehyung says, muffled under his palm.
Jeongguk rushes to help Taehyung down the sink counter and towards the toilet. "Out". Taehyung manages to say as he starts dry heaving.
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