Taehyung's P.O.V
It was supposed to be a normal day, a normal Friday night. It started out normally, it didn't quite end that way.
We all decided to go out drinking that night, exhausted after practicing our new choreography. Hobi memorised the dance first and watched us sheepishly as we struggled with the swift moves, I was probably the slowest. It took us well over 5 hours to master it, when we finally did it, in order to celebrate we made our way to the town's best bar.
We all sat down at a table, I squeezed myself in between Yoongi and Jungkook.
Namjoon ordered a few bottles of Soju. I was excited yet worried, I liked to drink with the boys once in a while however my alcohol tolerance wasn't the best. I also ordered some Japchae.
"Tae, your dance moves were so funny! You moved around like some sort of squid," Teased Jungkook with a laugh as he imitated my moves.
I chuckled, already used to his comments about me. ''Hey, I tried!"
Yoongi sat quietly in his seat, carefully scanning the menu despite us already ordering. What was he thinking about? He looked so deep in thought. His platinum blonde hair fell over his eyes. "Cute. He should probably get his hair trimmed though," I thought.
Once the drinks have arrived, along with my Japchae, I feared that I'd get drunk first and embarrass myself. I decided to chug some water and eat the noodles before touching alcohol.
It would've worked perfectly if Jungkook didn't eat half of my noodles. I watched him slurp the last of it, I silently cursed myself under my breath. ''Rest in peace,me."
The drinking started. Jin and Namjoon were arguing over how much they'll drink, Jin wanted to drink less however the other boy emded up ordering a couple more bottles before we even took a sip of the ones in front of us. I sighed, what can a lighthead like me do?
Hoseok poured the Soju into our glasses and we started drinking. I was glad the tempo wasn't too fast, at the same time I was scared for my life.
I kept nervously glancing at my phone, trying to seem normal. I wasn't intoxicated, I was stressed about becoming intoxicated.
"Okay guys, how about we check who's got the worst alcohol tolerance? It will be fun!" Exclaimed Hoseok with a mischievous grin.
My heart sank. "You've got to be kidding me," I thought in annoyance.
Everyone except Yoongi, who was quietly sipping on his Soju, started cheering and ended up agreeing to Hoseok's proposition. I ultimately had to agree too.
I felt Yoongi's eyes on me, I couldn't read his face at all. He didn't have any expression, it was a blank stare, just a bit more compassionate than usual. I shrugged it off.
I didn't realise just how often his eyes were fixed on me, though.
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Yoongi's P.O.V
"Is he an idiot?" I thought. I knew about Taehyung's alcohol tolerance and wondered why he agreed on that stupid challenge. I sighed as I emptied my glass.
I couldn't help but worry about him, there was something about him that made me want to protect him. Maybe there's something seriously wrong with me.
The night went on, so did the drinking. A few bottles of Soju and beer later, I could see that Taehyung's sloppy attempt at trying to pretend he's not wasted wasn't completely working, at least I realised before anyone else.
I surprised myself by standing up and dragging the boy with me.
"I need to speak with Tae, catch you all later."
I could hear the disappointing moaning behind me, Jungkook started protesting until I glared at him, causing him to give up and sit back down in defeat.
I grabbed Taehyung's hand and left the bar. I headed down the street until I hailed a cab and managed to climb into it with the wobbly boy. His head bopped up and down during the drive.
I stumbled into our apartment and lead him into his room.
''My god, you're a handful," I said as he fell onto the bed, full force.
I had to admit, drunk Taehyung was a funny sight. His ruffled hair and oversized clothing added to his charm, his attempt at forming sentences was hilarious, his slurring was amazing.
I didn't bother turning the light on, despite it being dark. In the darkness I could make out his silhouette, now sitting up and fumbling with his clothes.
I sat next to him, wondering If what I was about to do is a good idea. I decided to do it anyway.
I helped him with his clothes, I came closer and started unbuttoning his shirt. I could smell his breath, he reeked of alcohol, but smell of his cologne covered that completely.
I found myself staring at his exposed chest. I didn't know why, I just couldn't look away.
"Why did you bring me home, Yoongi?" He said softly, barely slurring.
I looked up and found his face inches away from mine.
''I couldn't watch you in that chair, a complete mess," I said with a smirk.
"Is that all?" He asked.
I didn't answer. Instead I took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor. "Go to sleep," I said as I slowly got up only to be stopped in my tracks as Taehyung grabbed my hand.
"Are you sure that was the only reason?" He repeated his question.
I could make out his expression, there was a smile on his face.
I sighed. "Yes."
"Don't lie.''
I didn't say anything, I just stood there in silence until Taehyung pulled on my hand to sit down, so I did.
He brought his face closer to mine, his glaze sternly focused on me. I didn't even flinch.
''I like you," he whispered.
I wasn't taken aback, in fact I noticed the way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me. I didn't think he read my signs, though. I was wrong.
I smirked. "Took you long enough."
We stayed still for what seemed like hours until my lips collided with his. Our lips touched swiftly, he softly kissed me back, one hand in my hair and the other tugging on my shirt. Finally, I broke the kiss, gasping for air.
"Even your drunk kisses are good, just what I expected," he whispered.
I let out a small chuckle, "I'm not the one drunk here."
We froze when we heard the front door open, I got up and covered Taehyung with the blanket and left the room.
I was met with quite an interesting scene.
Namjoon was leaning on Jin's shoulder, barely holding himself up. Jungkook was snuggling Jimin, who looked the most sober out of everyone. I didn't notice Hoseok until I went to the bathroom, tripping over his sprawled out body.
"Well, I guess Hoseok lost the challenge," I thought.
I decided to ignore their silly remarks and slurs and went to my room. As I lay in bed, I traced the outline of my lips with my finger.
"He's a good kisser," I mumbled to myself as I fell asleep to the thought of his lips against mine.
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