Jinmin SF|OS

스물 하나

Park Jimin may have had a little too much to drink. Okay , that's an understatement , he's had way too much and combining it with pot only made it worse. Every step he took felt like he was walking on clouds or deep underwater , it just felt so ... relaxing. He stood there for a moment  , forgetting his purpose of getting up and spacing out for a few seconds before finally getting his phone that was thrown across the floor when he was partying. Picking it up , he went on quick-dial and his phone immediately showed the name 'angel'. The call was connected and a concerned voice was heard over the line.

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Angel
00:00

"Jimin , where are you ?"

"Party busted , want home."

"Where ?"

"Dunno."

"You're hopeless , just wait for me alright ? And don't move."

[ call ended ]

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The call was cut and the blonde slumped right at the entryway , slowly sliding down to the floor. Everyone had already left except for the few that stayed and decided to unwind , their bodies unconscious on the floor. He knew he was a wreck , yet he still did it anyway. The stuff it made him feel ? That shit was everything , it made him feel as light as a feather and going to bed was easier. But even if it melted his worries away , there was a part of him that felt disgusted because he was only doing it just to be part of a group that didn't really cared about his well-being. Image,image,image , that's the only thing that mattered.

A soft knock came from the door a few minutes later , his name being called in a hushed and questioning tone. The blonde stood up way too fast and stumbled back down , hitting the floor hard. He tried again , opening the door at the same time. His bloodshot eyes saw a familiar figure and before he knew it , a smile made his way to his lips as he sauntered over , slumping his arms over the broad shoulders. "Home , Seokjin."

The said man just carried him to his car , slipping him in the rear passenger's seat , activating the child lock on both doors before finally sitting behind the stirring wheel , starting the engine. The  drive was quiet , the model already sleeping as his soft snores filled the car. Seokjin on the other hand was on the verge of tears , he hated how Jimin always spent his life away , it's disgusting how he filled his body with toxic edibles. Even though he says this , he's always been by the blonde's side , he's the only thing stable
in his life , the only thing that keeps him from going full-on chaotic.

To tell you the truth , Jimin wasn't always like this , he's from a small , humble town and everything about him was pleasant. He was just a kid that had big dreams. Moving into a bustling city was frightening but when he met Seokjin it made life easier. He was able to pursue his aspirations till he became big , and sadly , that was the downfall. It went into his head and burnt the bridges that really mattered the most. "You've changed." That was the only thing that came out of people's lips as soon as he started hanging out with all the 'cool' elites. Seokjin stayed because he simply had a heart of gold and swore to always be by Jimin's side. He knew his friend was foolish and he was just being used but what could he do ? They've been friends and house mates ever since , he can't just drop him now , especially when his condition is getting worse. The brunette knew he wouldn't survive a minute if he wasn't there for him.

Upon reaching their apartment , he got out of the car and turned off the child lock for the rear doors before pulling the blonde into his arms yet again. It's always been the same routine every single night the blonde goes out to a party and Seokjin's patience is slowly wearing thin. No matter how kind he is , everyone has their limits , it just depends on how much load they can take. Tucking the blonde in bed , Seokjin gave one last look before retreating to his own bed , his heart pounding heavily.