Met Him Through Instagram

삼십삼

*Hoseok's POV*

A faint blush appeared on my face once I finally locked my phone, he was drunk... I knew he was... But... But those texts made my heart flutter and to be honest I really wish those weren't drunk texts...

I put on a white-almost see through dress shirt, black ripped jeans and a pair of black converse along with my black beanie. He was definitely drink, but I needed to look good...

After I was done fixing my hair I called a taxi and as soon as I arrived there entered his favorite club, trying not to puke as the scent of alcohol, cigarettes and drugs filled my nostrils.

I began scanning the place from the entrance door as I was too scared to move further inside, I seemed like a freak with my blushing cheeks but I had never been into a place like this before.

"Hello there hottie... Wanna dance?" asked me a tall middle aged man, who seemed rather high as his eyes were dark indicating his malicious intentions...

"Um... N-No thanks..." I replied almost immediately as I tried to find my hyung... He was nowhere to be seen though and I was starting to panic.

I walked towards the bartender who was pouring drinks to some drunk teenagers, they all seemed terrifying to me though... No, I was definitely not innocent, but I couldn't stand places like these... Where people love pretending... I like sharing permanent happiness, not sell something that ruins you and lasts only for a night...

"You seem foreign to places like these, is there something you want to drink kid?" asked me the bartender after probably sensing my uneasiness.

"Um... No thank you... But can I ask you a question?" I asked him after walking closer to him, the music being too loud to allow us form any kind of conversation.

"Sure!" he replied and began wiping some empty glasses.

"Did you see by any chance a guy here called 'agustD'?"  I asked him, knowing that Yoongi hyung never never told his real name at places like these...

"Are you a friend of his?" he asked me, rather shocked after hearing his name. "Usually another friend of his comes, a tall one..." he told me, probably not wanting to cause him any trouble.

"I'm a friend of his, he texted me earlier and I want to drive him home..." I told him, feeling a little embarrassed because I really had no idea why I had gone there...

"You look like a nice kid, he is at the restroom smoking..." he told me and continued serving other customers.

After thanking him I spotted the male restroom and after swimming through a huge room of sweaty bodies humping against each other and moving along with whatever song was on I was finally able to reach the bathroom.

The place smelled drugs from afar and I felt so nervous once I opened the door that my knees were shaking. People who were currently smoking whatever they were given gave me intense looks and I felt small and almost completely intimidated as I was now offered some too.

I didn't accept their offer though, I knew better than that and therefore I continued looking for Yoongi hyung, who was definitely having a better time than me right now...

When I spotted him I ran towards him and patted his shoulder, he was sitting on a couch right outside of the restroom along with a few other people. All of them were drunk, but especially Yoongi hyung...

"Hey baeeeee!" he shouted and put his arm around my waist, his breath smelled like whiskey though... He was drunk... Something inside me crashed, not really knowing what I smiled weakly and tried to convince him to come back home.