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Drunk Yoongi

Ugh I started writing this on Friday and I was halfway through, so I finished it tonight (since I stopped my work at 7pm to rest)

Someone requested drunk Yoongi who became violent! :( So there's a trigger warning for alcohol and violence!!!! (Fluff ending though I guess)

Also there's a short memory in here, I marked it with // \\ so that you know where the memory is in the story :) (you will understand once you read it)

When: 4 years together (but not engaged yet)

When Jimin came home from work, he wasn't really expecting to see a bunch of empty beer bottles on the floor. They were definitely not there when he left for work this morning, and Jimin's heart dropped; there was only one person who could have drank these.

Yoongi was sat still on the sofa, his eyes dark and jaw slack, staring at the ceiling, and Jimin's heart was racing. Yoongi hadn't really drank before, save for the time when he was really curious and Jimin allowed him to have some of the beer that he was drinking at the time. Yoongi had spat it out and hurried to grab a glass of water, he didn't like the taste of it, and he didn't have any again. So for him to suddenly drink his entire collection at once, there had to be 10 bottles at least, there must have been something really wrong. Jimin was panicking.

He rushed over and gently took hold of Yoongi's hand, placing his other hand over his neck to check his pulse. He made sure to be gentle, slow, because he didn't want to make Yoongi scared or upset. Jimin looked closely at him, Yoongi's eyes were bloodshot and puffy, and Jimin knew that he'd been crying, he was so fucking worried. Yoongi's head suddenly snapped up, his eyes widening, and the boy kicked him in the thigh, and it fucking hurt, sent Jimin stumbling back slightly, but it didn't matter. Only Yoongi mattered. -Leave me alone-Yoongi signed, scowling at him.

Jimin stepped forwards again, but Yoongi stood up and pushed him roughly, -I said leave me alone.- His signing was sloppy, hard to understand, but Jimin got the point, if not from his signs then from his facial expressions and the way he was pushing Jimin away. -I need to see if you're okay- Jimin told, stepping closer again, but Yoongi retaliated, pushed him again, but he didn't stop there. He pushed him roughly, and when Jimin tried to grab his arms, to protect himself, Yoongi screamed, kicked him in the crotch, and Jimin groaned, bent over in pain, and Yoongi hit him in the side of the head. Jimin was terrified, he didn't know what to do, what could he do? He just kept still as Yoongi continued to hit him.

When he finished, Yoongi fell back, hitting the floor with a loud thud, and he sobbed uncontrollably. Jimin wanted to comfort him, but he was afraid, his lip was bust and he was sure that his nose was bleeding. Both of them sat on the floor, and Jimin wanted so much to comfort him, to hold him, because Yoongi would never hurt him on purpose, and he knew that it was the drinks that did that to him, but he was too scared. He remained still, frozen, while Yoongi curled up on a ball and sobbed loudly, fists still banging the carpet. Jimin considered calling Seokjin, he probably needed to, but he couldn't. Seokjin would probably kill him for allowing this to happen to Yoongi. No, Jimin had to deal with his alone.

He didn't really know how long they'd stayed there before Yoongi suddenly rolled over, laying on his back, and he had the biggest frown on his face. Jimin watched him carefully, he was so worried, he didn't care about himself, he only cared about Yoongi. Yoongi suddenly threw up, and Jimin launched himself forwards, quickly turning him onto his side so that he didn't choke. He lifted his head and rested it on his knees, swiping his hair away from his face as he was sick, rubbing his back gently. He honestly didn't give a shit about the mess it was making, on the carpet, on his sweatpants, he just cared about Yoongi's safety.