|| After Dark ||BTS||[INCOMPLETE]

22 - Guys Night Out

"Why do you want to hang out with me all of a sudden? You're not trying to wiggle your way back into her life again I hope? That'd be another level of pathetic."

Jimin eyes Taehyung suspiciously as he shakes his head defeatedly. "I'm giving you permission to speak now."

"Thank god. And no I'm not trying to get to her anymore, there would be no point. Yoongi was very adamant and even I know when to give up." Taehyung admits as he takes a sip of his beer.

"Hm. I'll believe it when I see it." Jimin inspects his face trying to figure him out.

"Alcohol still affects you? I mean we are both-" he shields his mouth from the side to harshly whisper "supernatural." He pulls back with an eyebrow raised.

Taehyung takes a look at his dark green bottle with the label he's been picking at in tiny shreds and smiles a small grin. "Actually no. I do have the whole 'healing' thing going on but alcohol still affects me. I don't get hungover though."

"Why are you so dedicated to Yoongi?" Jimin asks blatantly causing young man to choke mid sip.

He roughly coughs to ease his throat. "Where did that come from?"

Jimin shrugs. "It only seems fair. I told you my problems, I should be able to ask about you too."

"Oh right..." he sucks some air through his teeth. "You poor bastard..."

"Watch it." Jimin glares daggers at him warningly.

He scratches his head, slightly tousling his ash grey locks. "Hah!" Taking another look at Jimin before shrugging.

"Hm. What do you want to know?"

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"Oohya!! Jungkook-ah could be an idol! With that voice and his looks he'd be popular amongst the ladies!"

Hoseok jokes as he nudges Jungkook's arm causing the younger to blush a bit.

"Aya. Here hyung it's your turn."

Namjoon grabs the microphone and looks through the song selections before a thought pops into his head.

"I still feel kind of bad. I mean Jim-"

Hoseok rushes a hand over Namjoon's mouth. "Nope! Uhuh! No Jimin talk for tonight." He pulls his hand away but points at him warningly.

"Fine, fine." Namjoon selects his song and starts singing well until the notes get a bit away from him.

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After a few more songs they finish up and get ready to head back to their respective apartments.

Hoseok opens up the door to be greeted with the sight of you and Jin cuddled up and sleeping on the couch. You're slightly spilling over the edge but Jin's arms are wrapped around your sides, holding you securely.

Hoseok sighs and says something under his breath.

"Poor Jiminie. They're adorable."

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"Hyung, why are you so much heavier when you're drunk?!" Jungkook strains as he drags Namjoon into the living room and lays him on the couch.

He just stupidly smiles and grabs Jungkook by the wrist pulling him onto the couch with him. "Jungkook-ah! You're so sweeeeet! When are you going to get a girlfrieeend?" The younger rolls his eyes and pushes him off slightly.

"Ah! Ru-ude!" Namjoon exclaims before leaving back onto the couch staring and playing with his hands. He cups his cheeks feeling the warmth.

"Koookie?"

"Yesss?" He laughs at his hyung's childlike mannerisms.

"Why don't I have a girlfriend?" He asks as he hugs a pillow to his chest.

This causes Jungkook to snort a laugh followed by silent laughter. "I don't know hyung. I can't answer that for you."

Namjoon scrunches his face.

"Why don't you have a girlfriend?"

Jungkook stops his actions abruptly and stutters. He didn't know what to say, he hadn't thought about it.

"I-I don't need a girlfriend. I'm not looking for anyone to date. I don't need one." He said firmly, but in a way that's trying to convince himself more instead of his curious drunk friend.

He looks back at Namjoon only to notice he's snoring.

"Dammit, hyung..."

- - - -

"Huh. For being a psychopath you're alright."

"Oh my god, can you please shut the fuck up about that. I said I was sorry." Taehyung physically cringes.

"I'm just kidding." Jimin pats his back reassuringly. "I shouldn't be one to talk anyway."

"Oh right. The whole no judgment thing." They both continued to walk through the dark city streets, subtly lit up by street signs. Taehyung stares at his feet as a question pops into his head.

"Do... do you think she'd forgive me?"

He asks bluntly, his question changes the atmosphere causing Jimin to think of a response.

"I don't know. But I never thought I'd see you again without ripping your pretty smug face off yet here we are." He honestly admits. Knowing Taehyung's intentions yet still not agreeing with them, in a weird way he understood.

He couldn't really blame him, he hadn't grown up most have and being supernatural on top of that didn't make it easier. Yoongi was all he had.

He oddly respected it.

Taehyung gasps. "You think I'm pretty?" He puts his hands over his mouth as a flustered girl would. The blonde looks at him disgusted as his actions bring him out of his thoughts.

"Stop. But really, I don't know. The only way to find out is for you to meet her again. The same goes for me too." Jimin purses his lips as he looks down.

Taehyung punches his shoulder. "Cheer up. If it's worth anything... I strangely like you two together." He says lightheartedly.

But he knows that he'll never have a chance with you after what he did. Then again, he had never thought he'd face Jimin again without tearing his throat out just for fun.

Maybe. Just maybe.

"What the hell are you thinking about?" The man asks after just witnessing Taehyung space out.

"Oh. Nothing."

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A/N: Not gonna lie I kinda rushed this one but I hope it's not too awful 😅