Remember Me? | Kim Taehyung

24

Jimin's POV

I close my window.
If only she knew.
I lie on my bed for a little while, scrolling through my social media. I check the time. Wow.
I look outside, the sky is already getting dark. My mum calls me for dinner and I jog down to the kitchen too help her carry the food into the dining room. I eat silently.

"Eomma?" I say once I have finished.
"Mm?"
"Jungkookie wasn't in school today, he's sick with a bad fever, I was thinking of going round his tonight and checking he's OK?"

My mother smiles at me.
"You've always been so thoughtful, yes that's ok, just text me the time you'll be coming home."
I nod and smile, standing and putting my plate in the sink. I go back up to my room and open my closet. I pick out ripped black skinny jeans, a plain white shirt and a denim jacket, a black hat and black shoes. I scrutinize my reflection in the mirror. Hey... I look pretty good.
I smirk and grab my phone. I look up to Y/N's room. She is sat at her desk with her back facing me. She doesn't see me. I wave anyways and leave the room, calling goodbye to my mum and leaving the house. I jog to Jungkook's house on the other side of town.
He opens the door as soon as I knock.

"Hey Hyung.." he says, letting me in. His eyes are a little puffy and he leads me to his room.

"How you holding up Kookie?" I ask as he scans his closet for something to wear.

"Uhm.. Yeah.. I've been better but I'm okay.." he says. I sigh and hug him, he hugs back and rests his head on my shoulder.

"Oh Kookie?" I say.
"Mm?"
"For the love of god please don't wear a plain white shirt."

He laughs at that and goes back to his clothes. He changes and we sit in his room talking for a while until the clock hits 10:00pm.

"Got your ID?" Jungkook asks as he grabs his from the bedside table. I nod and pull it out of my pocket, showing it to him. We leave his house and walk through town, until Jungkook stops outside of a sort of sketchy looking building. Music booms from inside and we walk up to a buff, mean looking dude who asks for our IDs. We hand them to him. He checks them and hands them back, letting us pass.

As we walk in, we are greeted by loud music and people drunk dancing up against eachother. We head to the bar and order some drinks. Jungkook orders a few shots on top of his margarita and I look at him in surprise.

"Jungkookie you can barely stomach a beer you cant be doing shots." I say warningly. He waves me off and our drinks arrive. I watch as he throws back the shots, and takes a large gulp of the margarita. I take a sip of my drink, but push it away after a little while, realising that I would have to take care of Jungkook for the rest of the evening. I sigh.
Jungkook quickly finishes his drink and rests his head on my shoulder. He is silent for a few minutes before he starts giggling. He calls the bartender over and orders another shot. The bartender hands him one and gives me a look of sympathy. Jungkook knocks back the shot and stands up quickly, swaying a little.

"Come on Hyung! Let's dance!" he giggles as he pulls me up too, dragging me into the middle of the dance floor.

"I-uhm- Can we just- JUNGKOOK STOP THAT!" I interupt myself repeatedly, finally yelling in his direction over the loud music. Jungkook was spinning around waving his arms in the air and bumping into random people. He stops when he hears my voice and smiles cheekily at me. He bounds towards me and grabs my arm. Suddenly he stops pulling me and stares at a couple grinding against eachother on the dancefloor.

"What are they doing Hyung?" he asks, tilting his head to one side and swaying.

"Uh..They're dancing Kookie.." I say, trying to steer him away.

"Oh..Can we dance Hyung?" he giggles as I pull him. I nearly choke.

"Uhm. No. Maybe we should go home." I say. He pouts.

"But Hyungggggg I don't wannaaaaa." he complains. I sigh and continue to pull him towards the exit. He still pouts and stops abruptly.

"I'm not leaving Hyung." Jungkook announces. He turns around and starts to walk away from me but I lunge forward and grab his shoulder.

"Jungkook if we leave now we can see Y/N." I blurt out, and instantly regret it. His face lights up, then falls, and he hangs his head.

"Why doesn't she love me Hyung? She chose TaeTae-Hyung over me..." he hiccuped. "Am I not good enough?"

I shake my head furiously. He leans on my shoulder and I lead him to the exit. We stumble out together and onto the street. We begin to walk back to his house. He had told me before we left that his parents where working the night shift, so I wouldn't have to explain his current state.
He stops leaning on me and sways on the spot before taking a shaky step forward. I walk a little ahead of him, turning back every so often to check that's he's OK. He kicks stones on the ground and occasionally complains that he hurt his foot.

We walk slowly, eventually getting to his street. Just as we turn down it, I hear a car. It races down the road past us, and suddenly I hear a body hit the ground.

~This is kind of a filler chapter but I'm updating so that's good I guess~