Beautiful Trauma

21

Chaeyoung's POV

"Hey! Just one kiss," I smiled at Hoseok who seemed to gag at my stubbornness. Nevertheless, I don't really care at this point.

I am dead-ass drunk and seeing Hoseok while my insides felt like I was floating in the air was weird yet funny if that even makes sense.

"I'm not gonna kiss a drunkard girl who would probably kill me the moment she's sober. Seriously, is she really like this?" I watch as Hoseok turned Yuri who was having fun watching me. And, is that a phone in her hand?

"Well, the first time I saw her drunk, she dead-ass kissed our boss full on the mouth so I guess yes, she's like that," she chuckles. "I'll make sure Chaeyoung never hears the end of this," she smiled cheekily and I posed a v-sign looking at her phone making her chuckle even more.

"Are you sure she's not gonna kill you for that?"

"She's going to cry tomorrow once she sees this but I don't care. That's the fun part actually,"

"That's actually not a bad idea. One second," I saw Hoseok grab his phone and does the same so I pose and smile while he laughs at my silly antics, even sending multiple kisses all over.

"Oh, this is funny. Jimin will go ballistic," After a minute, he typed something on his phone and it didn't take a while for his phone to start ringing.

"Wow. He must have been going nuts," he snickered. Once he answered, he had to pull his phone away for a moment, his face creasing a little.

"Ge'ez dude. Stop yelling at me. Your voice is louder than the speakers here," he scowled before looking at my direction.

"She is wasted and she's definitely not acting normal. She had been asking me to kiss her for what, the past thirty minutes?" he looked at me wide-eyed and smirked, a teasing smile showing on his face.

"Well, I'm not so sure. You see, I'm starting to get a little drunk too, so..."

My forehead creased at the words that are coming out of his lips. His eyes were shining like he was having the best time of his life.

I wonder who he was talking with.

"Chaeyoung," he called for my name and I moved closer to hear what he was about to say. "Do you wanna go home? Jimi- I mean, Taehyung was asking for you," he said while chuckling and I pouted.

"I hate him. I don't wanna go yet," I cheered jumping over him, hugging him real tight. " Wow, Hobi-yah, you're so fluffy!" I exclaimed, a loud hiccup escaping my lips along the process.

"Careful Chaeyoung. Oh gosh, I'm gonna get killed for this," he said in worry, my head starting to spin a little so I bow down and lean my head on the table.

"Awww, it hurts," I mumbled and I heard the two sigh.

"I think we need to go," Yuri stated in worry and I felt a hand on my waist as they try to guide me so we can go outside of the bar.

"No need. I'm bringing her home. Yuri knows the address,"

I lifted my gaze back to Hoseok, "Is that my cousin? Tell him he's a party pooper! I was having fun!" I tried to escape from Hoseok's grasp but I failed.

"Shit. This won't do," I saw him put his phone in his pocket before turning his face towards mine. "I'm sorry Chaeyoung but I need to do this," he stated before carrying me like a sack of rice.

A loud squeal escaped my lips before I started chuckling really loud.

"One cherry poop, two cherry poop, weeeeehhhh!" I exclaimed. "Omo, Hobi-yah, it's dark,"