서른넷jungkook is staring wide eyed between jackson and jimin, who seem to have a staring competition going on.
"fuck," jackson breathes, runs a hand through his hair, looks away.
"you know each other?" jimin asks, small and defeated. he has his eyes brimmed up and he's close to breaking down. jackson brings bad memories.
"we do," jackson admits but adds, "how come you two know each other?" it's a lie. jackson wants him to believe as if he doesn't know about them being together.
"that's n-none of your business," jimin spits, grabs jungkook's hand. he wants to be away, with jungkook. he walks him out the front door and leaves his grip on jungkook as he breaks down. palms pressing against his face, he sniffles leaning on the wall and sliding down, sitting on the pavement.
jungkook looks around, he's confused and can't think clearly. it's the drink and his vision is not so clear either. and with jimin crying in front of him, he feels bad, very bad. he can't comfort him when he doesn't even know the reason. all he knows is the moment laid his eyes on jackson he had tears brimming his eyes.
"hey," he whispers and crouches to hug the man. "what happened?"
jimin looks up, eyes red. "please don't ask." jungkook nods and holds him tighter.
"you want to go home?" jungkook asks, looking around, searching for where he parked his bike.
jimin looks up to see through younger's eyes. they were red and not like his usual. "you are not sober. it's not safe for either of us and i'm not good at driving," he whispers followed by a sniff.
jungkook sighs. he admits he feels dizzier than his usual drunk self and to be honest he doesn't trust himself. there's a part of him which would've agreed to drive at such state but with jimin he doesn't want to. "do you want to call your friend? what was his name?" jungkook frowns as he thinks.
"t-taehyung but i don't want to see him right now," jimin brings his arm up to rub his nose across the fiber. he doesn't want to see anything related to his past at the moment.
"maybe i can be of help?"
jimin gets startled while jungkook frowns at the request. "and who the hell would you be?"
he chuckles, "someone who has been giving company to your boyfriend when he needs you but you're not there."
"yoongi hyung," jimin whispers and then looks at jungkook. "i know him. he's the new manager at my company."
"i'm sorry i eavesdropped but well.. i can drop you at your house if you want," yoongi suggests, giving a hand for jimin to take and to jungkook's dismay he takes it.
jungkook furrows not liking the fact. his drunk brain and heart are making him think and behave in ways he doesn't want to. and the worst part was what he was feeling towards the oversensitive boy.
they walk to yoongi's car and in the middle of the walk jungkook takes jimin away from yoongi and walks in between them. he's being too obvious and he doesn't realize.
the boy was boiling jealous until they were inside the car, in the back seat and jimin mumbles, "can you hold me?"
he gladly does.
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