On the House

Chapter Twenty-Three

A drunken Namjoon, now even angrier than before, sat on his sofa staring at his ringing phone. It had been ringing off the hook for ten minutes now.

Hoseok had been calling him over and over. The phone would ring, voicemail would pick up, Hoseok would hang up and then immediately call again.

Two more calls later, and Namjoon was about to answer it, out of pure frustration. But then the phone abruptly silenced. Namjoon looked at it, surprised.

Suddenly, there was unrelenting pounding on his front door. His head snapped to the side to look at the door, his brow furrowed.

"Namjoon! Open the door!"

'Hobi?'

"Open the door, Joon! I know you're in there!"

Namjoon stood up on unsteady legs. He was still mad at Hoseok, but something was obviously wrong. Even in his anger, he was still concerned for his best friend's well-being. He made his way to the door.

"Hobi?"

"Joon! Open the door! Now!"

Namjoon pulled the door open. "What – "

"C'mon," Hoseok said, pulling on Namjoon's arm. He began to lead Namjoon away from his apartment with no further explanation.

"Wait! Wait!" Namjoon pulled his arm out of Hoseok's grasp. "What is going on?"

"It's Yoongi!"

"Yoongi?"

"No time to explain! Yoongi's in trouble!"

"Trouble? What happened?"

"Just c'mon!"

Hoseok practically ran down the stairs. Namjoon tried to follow just as quickly, his heart pounding at the thought of Yoongi in peril, but he couldn't steady himself. He stopped at the top of the stairs, swaying on his feet.

Once he'd made it to the bottom of the stairs, Hoseok realized Namjoon wasn't behind him. "Joon! C'mon!"

"I-I...I can't."

Hoseok stared at him. "Are-Are you drunk?"

Namjoon didn't reply. He simply stood there.

"Goddamn it, Joon!" Hoseok shouted in frustration as he climbed the stairs two at a time. Once he'd reached Namjoon, he slung his friend's arm over his shoulders and began to help him down the stairs. When they finally reached the bottom, Hoseok held out a hand. "Give me your keys."

"What's happening?"

"Give me your keys!"

"No!" Namjoon suddenly roared. "Tell me what the fuck is going on!"

"Yoongi is with Kim Seokjin!" Hoseok shouted. "Give me the damn keys!"

Namjoon's eyes widened. "S-Seokjin?"

"KEYS!"

Namjoon jumped, then thrust his hand into his pocket. He pulled his keys out and hurriedly handed them to Hoseok.

Hoseok immediately turned around and started sprinting to Namjoon's car. Namjoon followed suit. He stumbled a bit, but finally reached his friend.

"Get in!"

Namjoon obeyed. Hoseok started the car, then peeled out. It didn't take Namjoon long to realize they were headed to the bar he'd left Yoongi at just hours before.

"Hobi," Namjoon slurred. "Why is he with him?"

Hoseok sighed. "He met Seokjin on his last day at the restaurant. He – "