cold//min yoongi AU

chapter 5

j i m i n

"just forget about what happened, chim." namjoon hyung comforted me and flopped down on the couch next to mine.

"i can't! she was drunk and i was only like, tipsy. i felt like i took advantage of her." i ran a hand through my hair, trying to ease the stress.

"oh come on, jimin-ah! that was years ago, jeez." hyung rolled his eyes at me, "even though you were tipsy, you couldn't think straight. i mean, who would think straight when someone that hot just comes up to you and gri-"

"aigoo, stop!" i cut him off, "we were just dancing and things got, uh, messy?" i tried to reason out.

"anyways, celestine forgave you already, right? she was sorry herself for doing that to you. it was fortunate that she remembered what happened." he explained.

it's namjoon hyung's birthday today, i wonder what's going to happen tonight.

i parked my car not that far away from his house. damn, the place already got crowded and it has not been an our since the party started.

i walked up to the front door, which was widely opened, and walked inside.

"chimchim, you made it!" the birthday boy was the first to greet me, the stench of alchohol can instantly be smelled.

"damn, happy birthday! don't get too wasted, hyung." i chuckled at his current state. i guess i'll just hand him my gift tomorrow, good thing i left it in the car.

"enjoy the night, bro!" he enthusiastically yelled in my ear for me to be able to hear through the loud music. i just nodded in response and watched him stumble his way to get another drink.

i looked around and spotted jin hyung, along with an already drunk celestine. aish, that girl, really. i walked my way towards them.

"how's it going, hyung?" i teased a struggling jin.

"cel has gone crazy drunk, i need a break. here, go take care of her, i'll just take a piss."  he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom before i could even respond.

"oh, hi jiminie!" cel giggled and turn her body facing mine, "here have a drink!" she gave me a bottle of something i don't know.

"thanks, cel. but slow down on that, you're already too drunk." i took the drink from her and took a sip. damn, this is some strong alchohol, "is this what you were drinking?" i asked her.

"yes~" she giggled again.

"stop drinking this, cel. this is super strong, even i wouldn't drink this! bitch, you is a lunatic." i exclaimed as i read the label, i then grabbed her drink and tossed it to the trash bin.

"hey, i was enjoying that!" she whined, leaning her head on my chest.

i chugged a bit more of the drink then put it on the table. i lifted her up, thinking of laying her down to namjoon's bed.

as i carry her, she wrapped her arms around me and started wiggling around.

"i want to dance, jiminie oppa!" she yelled. ugh, this girl is making me dizzy.

"but i'm not your oppa, you're older than me noona. agh, stop moving!" i scolded her, she just won't stop moving.

"i'm older than you for only a year. please let me dance, let's dance jimin!" that's it, i finally put her down.

she still got her arms around my neck, and since she's only a bit shorter than me, our faces were super close to each other. and coincidentally, a slow song was playing, so we danced.