Liquor {Yoongi}

The cute boy by the bar

I've spent the last days in my apartment, doing what I do best. Overthinking. I had tried to talk to Yoongi as little as possible. He texted me, and I had answered a few times but I didn't want him to think that I had forgiven him. He had to get better. I couldn't trust him when he so easily lost control of himself.

My phone buzzed once again, I sighed thinking it was Yoongi trying to call me once again, but it wasn't. It was Tiffany's name that lit up my screen this time. I quickly answered the call.

"Hello?" I said in a low voice.

"How are you doing?" She asked. I took a moment to actually feel how I felt on the inside.

"I don't know to be honest" I answered truthfully. I was numb, really.

"Have you been outside at all for the last week?" Asked me with a worried tone.

"No" I answered simply.

"Candice! You're not going to rot in your apartment"'she laughed making me feel slightly better.

"You know what? We are going out tonight" Tiffany said sounding very proud my her idea.

"I don't know Tiffany" I argued.

"Don't start, it's Friday and we're going out, if I have to carry you down to the club myself I will" she said before hanging up the phone abruptly. I smiled to myself feeling kind of relieved that I was going to get out of this apartment. My phone buzzed with a message from Tiffany.

From: Tiffany
Be at your house in half an hour, be ready, wear something scandalous!

I laughed at the message and replied with only an "ok".

I jumped in the shower, I don't even remember the last time I washed my hair, which probably meant it was time to give it a wash. I blow tried my hair and didn't really do anything with it. I went to my closet to find something to wear. It was very cold outside, so a short dress didn't really tempt. I grabbed some ripped white washed jeans, and a red tube top, I put a black jacket over, and some black high heeled boots. It wasn't the definition of scandalous but it was good enough for a night out. I put on some light makeup and took a look in the mirror. I felt like myself again, it was a relief to know I wasn't going to be alone again on a Friday night. My phone buzzed on the night stand.

From: Tiffany
I'm outside.

I placed my phone in the back pocket of my jeans, and the keys to my apartment in the pocket of my jacket. I quickly made my way outside. Tiffany's car stood right outside, something I was very happy about, it was extremely cold outside tonight. I sat down in the warm car and Tiffany didn't hesitate to comment on my outfit.

"When I said scandalous I meant like a short tight dress where your boobs would fall out if you moved to fast" she said making me look at her and laugh.

"I'm sorry but I wanted to keep my boobs to myself tonight" I said back at her as a smile appeared on her face as well.

"Person preference I guess" she said before starting to drive away. Since I lived very close to the city it didn't take long before we had arrived at a club. But this wasn't any club this was a very nice club, there was a very long line of people who wanted to come in. I looked at Tiffany with confused eyes.

"I'm not standing out in the cold to get into this clubs" I argued right away.

"Calm down. I'm on the list, we'll get in right away" she smiled before opening the car down and getting out. I sighed hoping she was right. I stepped out of the car as well, and followed behind Tiffany. We stopped by the security guard. He gave us a weird look, eyeing us up and down.

"What can I help you with?" He asked with a blank face.

"We are going into the club" Tiffany said in a light voice. The guard chuckled.

"Nice try doll, get in line like the others" he laughed before turning his eyes towards the other side of the street.

"I'm on the list" Tiffany said in a harsh voice obviously getting annoyed by the guard.

"What's your name?" He asked, now obviously curious.

"Tiffany Wilson" she said with an attitude making me feel slightly proud. He nodded and opened the door for us. Tiffany walked right passed him and into the club, but I thanked him on the way in feeling a bit bad for him. When I made it inside I didn't recognize it. The music was blasting, the bar had two floors, the first had huge dance floor with a glass floor, on each side of the dance floor were sofas. At the entrance was the bar. The second floor was obviously not for us, body guards stood alined the whole way around the railing. I had been at this club before, but that was long ago, before they redecorated the whole place. Tiffany bumped me in the arms slightly wanting me to pay attention to her.

"What?" I asked in a loud voice.

"It's a cute guy by the bar who's checking you out" she said giving me a grin. I looked over at the bar. A young man sat with a drink in his hand, his eyes were definitely on me. When I got eye contact with him he smirked and sat up from his chair.

"He's coming" I said freaking out looking at Tiffany. She gave me a wink as she walked away. The young man walked towards me as I just stood there admiring him. He had on black ripped jeans, black button up shirt with a black suit jacket. His hair was ash brown and his fingers were decorated with rings.

"It's not nice to stare" he said in a husky voice. I felt my cheeks get red as I looked down at my feet embarrassed.

"Sorry" laughed. His finger went under my chin lifting my face up to his.

"I'm Jimin, can I buy you a drink?"

A/N
Oh my god. I've edited a video for almost five hours, and now this omg I need some sleep 😂. (Remember to vote😏)