Hold My Hand - A Taekook Love Story.

37 - Not Too Drunk For A Kiss..

“Hyung, hyung… listen.. t-this is important.”

“What is it Kookie? Tell hyung.”

“It's of utmost importance. Hyung, do you understand?”

“Yes, yes. I understand.”

“Did I tell you how important it is? We need to find the answer as soon as possible.”

“Of course, of course. What is it?”

“Hyung?”

“Yes?”

“Which came first? The chicken or the egg?”

Taehyung couldn't help but hit his own head on the table in front of him and groan. When Jimin asked whether Taehyung and Jungkook wanted to have a drink with him, this is definitely not what Taehyung had in mind.

First of all, he's equally parts impressed and worried about Jungkook's alcohol tolerance, as it happens to be several times higher than he would have assumed. Who would let the prince of the nation develop such a high tolerance?

And also, drunk Jungkook seemed to be an extremely chatty one. For an alarmingly high number of times in the night, Taehyung had to physically cover Jungkook's mouth to prevent him from spilling something related to his former self. Even more surprisingly, Jimin was no better. If left unsupervised, these two would have blown up their cover in minutes.

Luckily for them all, Jimin and Jungkook had now seemed to have focused their drunken minds to solve a ridiculous question that has no apparent answer. Taehyung watched with amusement as the duo argued about the life cycle of a chicken.

“Listen, listen. What if someone puts the egg in the coop, and then a chicken comes out of it. So the egg was here first.”

“No, no, hyung. That can't be. Where would someone get a chicken egg, if there were no chickens?”

“Hmm.. you're right there.”

“Of course I am. Maybe it's a Quail egg?”

“And a chicken came out of it?! How absurd!”

“Yeah, well, it's certainly better than ‘someone puts an egg in the coop’.”

“How dare you-”

“Alright, that's enough!”

Taehyung had enough when Jungkook stood on his unsteady legs and tried to take a swing at Jimin. Of course it lacked power to do any harm but with the way Jimin was swaying on his seat, it might just be enough to knock him down.

Taehyung quickly settled the bill for their drinks, before taking both Jimin and Jungkook out of the tavern by hand. Jimin seemed to be relatively sorber but Jungkook looked like he's at the verge of passing out. With a little difficulty, Taehyung managed to get the prince onto his back, with his hands securely placed under Jungkook's thighs. He walked towards Yoongi's house, checking over his shoulder every few minutes to make sure that Jimin was following.

After about halfway, Taehyung heard a loud thudding noise and when he turned around, Jimin was sitting on the ground.

“I'm tired.” Jimin said in an exhausted voice, as he leaned back on his palms. “Go on, he's already falling asleep on your shoulder.”

“What are you talking about?” Taehyung was starting to get angry now. He was sleepy, tired and his hands were kinda starting to ache as well. “Come on man, You can't stay here.”

Jimin stared at the other for a few seconds before sighing and laying down. “I'll be fine.” Jimin waved a hand dismissively, while having his eyes closed. “I'll rest here for a bit and go.”