Drown Me || Yoonmin

Please//Chpt. 6

(Jimin's POV)
"Y-Yoongi," I shook him again, the only movement in his body was from my hand, which was now quivering like I had never seen before. I set the bottle in my hand down on the counter with more force than usual. It made a loud noise and attracted the attention of a few other people. They didn't seem to care though, they weren't going to help. I didn't even know what was wrong, but I was going to help Yoongi, I had to. "Yoongi please," I shake him more vigorously,"Yoongi come on wake up. It's me Jimin are you okay?" My eyes were wide, I didn't know what else to do. "Fuck... Yoongi seriously. If this is a joke I'm not laughing." I stared at him for at least another minute,"shit this really isn't a joke." I put both of my hands on his back and shook him as hard as I could. He started slipping off the other side of the stool and I had to grab his shirt to keep him from falling off. I only had one idea left in mind, and I had a feeling he wasn't going to like it if it actually ended up waking him up. 

I sigh and pick up my bottle again,"Yoongi I'm sorry.." I slowly start tilting it to the side, the liquid gets closer to the opening in the bottle. I frown as it flows out, right onto the back of his head. It drips off of his hair and onto his neck and face. I close my eyes because I feel bad, but I kept shaking him. All of a sudden I felt his body move on its own. My eyelids flew open and I slammed the bottle back down onto the counter and shook him harder,"Yoongi!"

His head lifted up a little,"w-what..." He made a low groaning noise and his eyes started to open.

I let go of him,"Yoongi what happened? Are you okay?" He lifted his pale arm up to wipe his forehead.

"What.. The fuck.." He looked at his hand and I shook my head.

"I am so sorry! You passed out and I was shaking you and you wouldn't wake up and I was freaking out and I just.. I poured the drink on your head and I'm really really sorr-" My run-on sentence was suddenly cut off by something I would never had imagined happening. His hand was gripping my bottom jaw and his soft lips were pressed up against mine. My eyes were wide. With fear? Not so much. Was I surprised? Very. I didn't know why the hell he was doing this. I had only met Yoongi earlier this night and I already was so interested in him. He clearly seemed interested in me as well. My stomach started getting all fluttery, I didn't even know if he did this on purpose. He did just get up anyway. At this point it wasn't really a kiss, he was leaning against me and start falling backwards off the barstool. I pull my face away and push him back gently. His eyes open slowly, I just kept staring at him, I didn't know what to say.

"Thanks for waking me up," he says. A sleepy smile spreading across his face.

"How drunk are you Yoongi?" He just nods. Great.

"I shouldn't have had that last one.. It threw me over the top." I roll my eyes and he smiles,"Jimin take me home." I stare at him, he was talking way more, I kind of liked it. I was gonna take him home. I knew that if I didn't take him, he wouldn't get home. Wherever his home may be.

"Fine.." I place some money down on the counter before standing up. He gets off the stool and grabs my arm. "It's your fault if Jungkook and Taehyung leave before I'm back." I look in the direction of where I last saw them.

"If that happens then you can just stay at my place," he mumbles. A chill runs up my spine as soon as the words leave his mouth, which reeked of alcohol. Ok so let's say I do like him, but I'm not going to stay the night at his house. Well, maybe if I had to. Oh please Taehyung, please get bored and take Jungkook and leave. Please take the car with you. Please.