" i don't know what i was thinking "
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"jungkookie!"
jungkook held the phone a little further from his ear as hosoek's voice echoed through the phone.
"what's up, hyung?" he said, after he deemed the voice safe for his eardrums.
"wanna go out? me and jiminie are going clubbing tonight."
"i don't know, hyung."
"come on, jungkookie. you need to let loose and live life! namjoonie told me you're getting over a break up, right? maybe this'll help!"
"hyung--"
"kookie, if you don't go i'm coming over there and dragging your sorry ass out myself!" jungkook heard from farther away.
"sorry, that was jimin screaming from across the room. you're on speaker, by the way." hoseok apologized.
jungkook sighed. "i guess i have no choice. i'll meet you there." he hung up and threw his phone on his bed, getting ready to "have fun."
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he barely heard hoseok saying hi to him over the loud techo music in the club.
jungkook settled by the bar after they separated to do their own things, ordering a few bottles of soju as he watched his friends practically grind on random girls wearing very little clothes.
he sighed. he wasn't a club person.
jungkook chugged a bottle (or two or maybe three-ish) down in attempt to get into the mood. he thought that if he's already here he should at least try to make it worthwhile.
he ran a hand through his hair and watched as the lights in the club began to change colors. he was starting to get a little tipsy, but he wasn't a light drinker. he knew what his limit was.
but maybe he wanted to go over that limit a little bit today.
"hey," he heard, feeling a hand on his shoulder.
he turned around to be met with a girl wearing short shorts and a crop top and a face full of makeup.
"wanna dance? you're too cute to be sitting here alone." she winked.
fuck it, he thought, getting up and grabbing the girl's hand.
he let the beat and the strong bass overtake him as he danced, or more like grinded, with her. from the corner of his eyes he could see hoseok and jimin grabbing a few drinks and giving him thumbs up.
the girl grabbed his hands and put them around her waist as she pressed her chest on his.
i'm getting too into this, he thought, gripping her waist tighter.
next thing he knew, he let himself be dragged to a dark, empty part of the club and her lips were pressed against his.
