Butterfly

Bachelor Party!

Hi! Just letting you know that this chapter is about drunk Jimin, so there's mentions of alcohol in here! Just a warning for anyone who feels triggered by alcohol or just doesn't like it :)

A/N: I'm sorry if this is a pretty crap story, I was 75% done with the story when I witnessed an accident in which my cat died, since then I've been a little distracted, but I tried my best (truthfully writing and studying is helping me to take my mind off the events) Still, let's think about the good times. RIP Ralph <3

When: Jimin's bachelor party!!!! (so like shortly before marriage, 4ish years after they met)

Jimin hauled himself from the bar, his arm wrapped over Taehyung's shoulder and his head rested on the boys ear. The cold night air hit him and he groaned loudly, Taehyung joining in quickly enough. The younger complained about being cold, slurring his words into Jimin's ear, and Jimin laughed loudly because it tickled. It was 4am, and all of their other friends had left, including Hoseok, who had to leave early and visit his mum on some kind of unexpected emergency. Jimin could barely remember the events of the night. He remembered Taehyung dragging him out for "a quick drink" and walking in the bar to find banners and balloons and male strippers. The strippers were hot, nobody could deny it, but Jimin didn't touch them, not once. He had everything he wanted right at home, and that was more than enough for him. That was the whole reason why he was marrying Yoongi. So he just sat back and watched them, appreciating them for their talent rather than because they looked hot.

As the night went on, he wondered how Yoongi was spending his night. The boy was spending his bachelor party at home with Namjoon, Seokjin and a handful of his deaf friends. Quite a calm night compared to Jimin's wild partying. It had got to the point where Jungkook had literally thrown up all over the dancefloor, and Taehyung laughed so hard that he ended up throwing up too. By 2am, Jimin couldn't even see straight, but even if it was just him, Taehyung, and a few college friends, everyone insisted that the party must go on. At 4am, the workers had to kick them out, since closing time was an hour ago.

Since Taehyung's house was closer, they decided to crawl stumble back to Taehyung's. Neither of them spoke clearly, their words slurred so badly that it became an incoherent mess of sounds, but the pair were so close, they understood each other perfectly. Yet even if their brains were working enough to understand each other, they were completely too drunk to get home, walking straight past the turn to Taehyung's house and walking straight ahead until they almost reached the highway, which was 2 miles too far. Taehyung stopped and raised his hand in the air, wrist flopping about lazily, "t.....too f-f-FAR!" He yelled, head rolling back. Jimin pointed at the road, but he couldn't bend his fingers properly, and it was just a really awkward hand position, "taki," he mumbled, waving his arm around weirdly while a taxi pulled up.

It was an awkward ride, one where the driver looked like he was definitely going to quit his job, because not only were the two slurring their words so badly that he had no idea what they were saying, but they also told him different addresses; Jimin told him his address and Taehyung told him his own address. In the end the driver took Jimin's business card and tracked the phone number down to his home. Jimin spent the entire ride telling the driver about his soon-to-be husband, how lovely he was and how much Jimin loved him, but none of it was even understood, since it all came out as low mumbles and random sounds, and sometimes Taehyung would mumble back in agreement, and the driver just nodded along, pretending he was listening.

The lights to his house were all off, and Jimin searched so hard for his keys, but they were simply non-existant. So instead, he knocked on the door. He felt a little frustrated that no one answered. Mongshil barked and growled from behind the door, and Taehyung fell to his knees, petting the plant pot besides him, "M...Mon..g..sh...." Jimin watched through the window of the door as his dog walked towards Yoongi's room, and minutes later, the light switched on, and Jimin had never felt happier to see Yoongi in his entire life.