knock, knock.
it was 3 in the morning. jeon jungkook sighed, opening the wooden door of his apartment, not even bothering to look at the person who had woken him up, as he already knew who it was.
min yoongi crashed into jeon jungkook's open arms, the younger already knowing he was fully wasted. '' hyung, come on '', he whispered, careful not to disturb the drunk man he pretty much carried in the apartment.
'' jungkookieeeee '', min yoongi slurred, throwing his arms around jeon jungkook, who sighed again. it would always be the same. '' where were you this time, hyung? '', jeon jungkook asked.
'' i was just at jiminieeee's '', min yoongi answered.
'' oh '', jeon jungkook sighed, not necessarily suprised, but disappointed instead.
'' again '', he continued, tucking min yoongi into his bed, leaving him to get a glass of water, but when he returned, the older had already fallen asleep.
jeon jungkook shook his head.
why does he always have to be the one that takes care of min yoongi, after park jimin does whatever that is they do together.
jeon jungkook doesn't want to know.
he just wanted to be park jimin, for once.
he wanted to be min yoongi's first go-to.
he wanted to have what park jimin had.
he wanted to have min yoongi, just like park jimin did.
