Pt.14

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One of the things Jungkook enjoyed the most was being near you. But in some cases, if he had the choice, he would 100% prefer to stay as far away from you as possible, both for his safety and his own sanity.

When you're drunk is one of those moments.

So when he sees your slouched form sitting on a bar stool, your friend desperately trying to hold you back from you both trying to order more drinks and possibly killing yourself, he knows he's in for one hell of a day.

He approaches your friend, poking her shoulder and barely holding his surprised jump from how fast she turned her head, "Um, Mina-ssi-"

"Oh, thank god, please take care of her, I have to go-" she started, already walking backwards slowly and preparing herself to run away, "do something- thankyousomuchIappreciateitbye!"

He barely registered what she said before she ran off, leaving him with the drunken you and the blasting music that was threatening to make the man deaf. He was almost sure she had nothing to do and just didn't want to have anything to do with you, but at the moment, he couldn't blame her.

Just then, you looked up and saw the blurry image of Jungkook, looking down at you with both worry and an expression that screamed 'wow, you look stupid right now', that in any different circumstance you would have punched him for it. But you were far from sober, and any anger you had towards him minutes ago was forgotten as you stare at him with an awkward smile,

"Ohh~ Jungkoook~ what're you doing at'a bar? There's juice at my house." He ignored your comment- though the urge to argue was overwhelming- as he held onto your shoulders firmly,

"Y/N, I'm taking you home-"

You interrupted, "I bet.. on my left nostril that I can take more shots than you- bARTENDER-"

"NOPE, we're leaving." he pulled you off of your bar stool, to which you nearly fell on the floor at, him panicking before hurriedly steadying you and bringing you to your feet. He huffed, slinging your arm around his shoulder and dragging you towards the exit, making you whine and try in a futile attempt to push him away.

He makes no room for disagreement as he's hauling you out before your weak body or mind can process what's happening, "No~ take me back~" and that, along with many incessant curses and incoherent phrases, was all he heard from you the entire drive to your apartment. There was no way for him to describe it besides energy consuming.

Somewhere along the way he had decided to tune into your ramblings, for only a second, "Like, what the fUck is the difference between a squid and an octopus?? And did you know that Squidward isn't even a squid like what the fuck why would they lie to me?? And doesn't he have six legs? Both squids and octopuses have eight, so he isn't either of them? What is he then? Maybe they're just stupid hahA-" And cue your giggling and his instant regret for listening to you. Though he did make a mental reminder to film you for blackmail. Oh, how he loved technology.

He might have released the longest, most relieved sigh of his life when he finally arrived at your house. Though of course, he himself knew that he couldn't leave you alone in the state that you were in. He made another reminder to never let you anywhere near alcohol ever again as he unbuckled your seat belt and basically carried you towards your house. Good thing he was, as you described, a muscle pig.

He slammed the door behind him closed with his foot before he threw you onto your bed, once again sighing in relief as he turned around to walk away, which he would have if you hadn't held onto him,

"Where're you going?? I didn't.." you trailed off, blinking slowly, as if trying to remember what you were going to say before your eyes lit up, "I didn't tell you!" you nearly screamed before your voice continued in a whisper, "To go.."

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