flipped

thirty-one.

서른하나

     jungkook is standing in front of jimin's house, his helmet in his hand as he knocks. he waits, hears the footsteps approaching until suddenly he hears a sudden thud.

     jimin is a clumsy boy that he knew for sure and at times it was adorable but the other, it was rather dumb.

     jimin opens the door and smiles, his hair all messed up. "hi," he breathes, stares at the gorgeous male.

     "hey beautiful," jungkook smiles and jimin let's him in with a shy smile.

     "i'll just get my hair done," he speaks fast and rushes to his room, upstairs. he is excited and jungkook would have to be blind to not see the happiness in his eyes. the way they shine and disappear as soon as he lays his eyes on the jungkook, has the younger worried.

     jungkook decides to get himself a cup of water. he walks to the kitchen and places his helmet on the sill, beside the sink. he opens the refrigerator to get himself a water bottle but finds none. sighing he has to take water from the jug kept beside counters.

     "jungkook?" jimin comes peeping into the kitchen, trying to find jungkook. "here you are," he smiles, looks at jungkook pouring water from the jug into a glass for himself.

     "you don't have any bottles inside the refrigerator," jungkook frowns, nods in its direction.

     "cold water isn't healthy for you. and someone like you who has to sing and dance, you should always drink warm water. it's good for your throat and when you dance it's better to avoid cold water. it's unhealthy," jimin lectures, strict and stern.

     "woah alright, but warm water doesn't quench the thirst. only cold water does that for me," he shrugs, takes a sip from the glass.

     "you'll get used to it if you try," jimin sighs, looks away.

     jungkook keeps the glass aside and nods, "i'll try." he looks at his wrist watch, picks up his helmet. "let's go."

     jimin nods and follows jungkook until they're out. he locks the house and gets on the bike. jungkook offers him another helmet.

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     he feels nostalgic and he doesn't know why. he had not been to the place, that he is sure of but the aura, the settings feels similar to something jimin can't figure out. "why here?" he asks. "you know i won't let you drive us back if you drink, right?" he says as they sit on the corner table, away from people, in privacy.

     jungkook frowns, "i know my boundaries hyung. i won't get beyond that. don't worry." he turns around to order two vodka shots.

     jimin stares at the audacity to ignore him just like that. "not even a drop jungkook. i'll call taehyung and he'll take us safely," jimin suggests, more like orders. soon the two little glasses are kept in front of them. and jungkook is quick to gulp one down.

     jungkook gets irritated. no one orders him like that and if someone does, he never listens. "who's this taehyung guy anyway? am i your boyfriend or him?"

     jimin furrows, slightly pissed that jungkook wasn't listening to him. "no one. we aren't dating." he looks at his full glass and jungkook's empty one.

     "then why are we not?" jungkook brings up, voice softer than usual. he huffs when jimin stays quiet and instead takes jimin's drink down his throat as well.

     "because you don't listen! i told you not to drink but you still fucking did. twice!" jimin's voice raises more than he intends to and he pauses looks straight at the boy. "safety is always first jungkook," he whispers, eyes down.

     "you think i'd put your life in danger?" jungkook whisper yells, his voice getting thicker and heavier. "mine? maybe but yours i'd never risk yours. i can drive real well because i am sober, very sober," he says with his eyes red and voice unstable. only one drink and jungkook seems high.

     and it somehow strikes jimin and he touches jungkook's forehead, brushes his bangs aside. his skin burns and jimin's eyes widen.

     he was spiked.

❝no risk taken when it comes to you❞

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     a/n: i'm planning to make a playlist for this book. what songs might suit? recommendations?