Taehyung's perspective
Finally. I thought to myself. I was home. I threw my shoes off and ran upstairs, flopping myself onto my bed like it was my first time seeing it. I snuggled myself into the sheets. I thought about my last conversation with Jungkook, too bad I didn't see him for the rest of the day. I decided to shoot him a text.
Message:
Hey bunny boy. Sorry if I was asking
too much earlier. Don't run away.
Please.I set my phone down, and stared up at the white ceiling. Why was it easier to talk to Jungkook when he was drunk. I flipped on my stomach and buried my head into my pillow. Why did this guy get to me so much? I don't even know him. The only way to get to him was through alcohol. It wasn't a good one, but an idea came to Taehyung's head.
Message:
Want to go out for drinks tonight?Shit. Was that a bad idea? That thought shot out of his head once he read the incoming text:
Bunny Boy:
Sure. Nighttime pub?Nighttime pub? Why did Jungkook want to go there? Tae thought about it for a minute.
Message:
Sounds good. Meet me there at 8.——
Jungkook's perspectiveI took my phone out for the tenth time.
7:33 p.m. it read.
I guess I should get ready. Why did I even agree to go? What was the point. What was it about Taehyung that made me do things I didn't want to. Shit.
I opened my closet, letting my eyes scan all my clothes. It isn't a date, but should I still dress nice...?
I decide on a plain white t-shirt and some ripped black skinny jeans. This time, sporting white converse instead of Timbs.
I headed down the stairs and out the door. I sat in my car for a few minutes before starting it up. Why the fuck was I nervous?? It's not a date, I repeated.
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Taehyung's perspectiveI looked down at my phone. 8:03 p.m. He'll be here any minute. As if on cue, a skinny boy wearing a white shirt walked in. I watched him as he scanned the room, knowing he was looking for me. We made eye contact and I smiled. He looked good. Fuck. Why was I thinking that? I shook the thought as he walked over.
"Hi" he seated himself.
"Hey. What do you want to drink?"
"...Jin and tonic?"
"Classy" I laughed and flagged the waiter down. We sat in awkward silence.
"To answer your question....I do think your pretty." He said looking down. My eyes widened and I couldn't look away from him. I watched as he rubbed his neck awkwardly. I didn't know what to say.
"...Thank you." I said, grinning, "You are-"
"Here's your jin and tonic sir." Thanks waiter. I shot him a look but he didn't notice as he set the drink down. Quickly walking away.
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The night went fast. Seven drinks later and it was already 11. I looked over at Jungkook who was obviously drunk. Again. He was definitely more of a lightweight than me."You're drunk already? Ha. You had less than me!" I said, having a bit of trouble getting through my words. He laughed and slammed his hands on the table, making me jump. I watch as he stands up and points at me, "You...you should-hiccup-haaaa...you should come home with me!" I laughed as I watched him stumbling around, before realizing he was heading towards the door. Shit. I stand up and quickly head to his side, grabbing his arm.
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