nightmares | taekook

eight.

Taehyung's POV

The four of us arrive in front of a large looking house. Hoseok parks his car on the side and we exit his car.

I hold in a deep breath as we enter the house. Inside was absolutely terrifying. There were clumps and groups of people everywhere.

There was loud music blaring from the living room, body's were grinding up against each other to the rhythm of the music.

I cringe, following my friends through the crowd and into a less crowded area.

I see Yoongi tug on Jimin's shirt sleeve, attempting to drag him away. "Jimin, let's go," Yoongi says and Jimin rolls his eyes, telling us that they'll see us later.

Hoseok and I were left alone. "So..." He starts and I mindlessly look around the house, my eyes stopping on something that made my face immediately fall.

Hoseok sees the change in my expression and his eyebrows raise in concern.

I divert my gaze away from Jungkook and Minji who were ultimately engrossed in what looked like an entertaining conversation.

I can't help but feel jealous yet again, my eyes traveling to the two every five seconds.

"Taehyung, you don't need to be jealous of Minji. They probably aren't even dating," Hoseok says once he realizes the cause of my behaviour.

"Whatever. C'mon. I'm getting nauseous just looking at her face," I grimace and walk over to the kitchen which was absolutely crowded, Hoseok following close behind.

My eyes set on a tray of filled shot glasses and I instantly walk up to it.

I grab a shot glass, downing it. "You're lightweight, Tae. Don't drink too much," Hoseok reminds me but I don't care, I want to forget about Jungkook and Minji for tonight.

"Shh, hyung. Let me be," I say, downing more shots until I feel my head begin to grow fuzzy.

I lean over the counter, trying to catch my breath. "You okay, Tae?" I hear Hoseok say and I nod.

"M'Yeah, fine," I slur. I stand upright. Well, I try to. I almost fall face forward but Hoseok holds on to my shoulder and keeps me in place.

"Thanks," I giggle. "I need to go pee, I'll be right back! Bye~" I slur and walk away in search of a bathroom.

I slowly walk up the stairs, stumbling over my feet every two seconds. Once I reach the top of he stairs, there's a long hallway with multiple doors.

On my short walk through the hall, I bump into a muscular body.

"Oh! S-Sorry," I slur, but when I look up, I see Jungkook looking down at me with a grin.

"Hey, Tae," he smiles and I roll my eyes.

"Don't hey, Tae me. Where's your girlfriend, huh?" I slur, the alcohol speaking my mind.

He looks taken aback as the words effortlessly tumble out of my mouth. "W-What? You mean Minji? Tae, she's not my girlfriend." Jungkook says and I flush.

"O-Oh. My bad," I say, looking down.

Jungkook brings his finger down to my chin, guiding me to look up at him. An evident smirk was plastered across his smooth features. "Are you jealous, Taehyung?" Jungkook says, stepping a tad bit closer.

"Why on earth would I be jealous of her?" I scoff. I guess I'm way braver when I'm under the influence of alcohol.

"Trust me, Tae. I can tell," he whispers and brings his hand up to my face while continuing to gaze down at me. I gulp, my lower lip coming in contact with my teeth as I bite down on it.

"You have absolutely no reason to be jealous, Taehyung. I mean, look at you, you're beautiful." Jungkook breathes, the gap between our face lessening as the seconds go by.

"I-I-" I get cut off when Jungkook softly presses his lips against my own. I respond to the kiss almost instantly, as I move my lips in sync with Jungkook's. My hands go up and rest gently on Jungkook's chest. He brings his hand to the nape of my neck, tilting his head to the side to deepen the kiss.

At this point, my legs feel like jelly. He licks my bottom lip, asking for entrance and I gladly part my lips as I feel his tongue slip into my welcoming mouth.

I moan at the feeling of his skillful tongue gliding against mine. He pulls back and I embarrassingly whine at the loss of contact.

My breath gets caught in my throat as I feel Jungkook's warm lips against my jaw, trailing wet kisses all the way down to my neck. I let out a soft moan once he starts licking and sucking on a specific spot that particularly drives me crazy. "Sh-Shit," I hiss as he continues to assault and devour my neck.

Minutes later we pull away, both of us panting and gasping for air.

I'm aware that I am completely tipsy, but I know for a fact that even if I wasn't, I would have enjoyed it just as much.

Maybe even more.