"Jimin, can you come pick me up?"
It was a day before the meeting with the lawyer and and I needed comfort. I was near sobbing, my hangover growing even more unbearable by the minute.
After I finally fell asleep last night, I woke up early this morning and downed three bottles of alcohol. I wasn't myself, and I knew it. I was near a sobbing mess, and I couldn't take it anymore. So I drank. I drank and drank and drank.
Alcohol fixed everyone's problems right?
After I finished the drinks, I immediately went back to bed, fearing — even in my drunken state — that I would call Jungkook a million times and beg for him to be with me, to cuddle with me, to kiss me, to.. Fuck me.
But I couldn't do that.
I'm not letting him come back that easily.
"I'm on my way. Is it okay if Yoongi hyung comes too? We were actually about to go on a date—"
"Ah, shit, I'm sorry, hyung. I'll go."
"No! Taehyungie! It's okay. I'm already on my way to your home."
"T-thanks, Jimin hyung," I gasped, feeling myself start sobbing even more.
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a/n: hii, i couldn't bring myself to finish writing this chapter because i am literally on the verge of tears—
i wrote this chapter after i finished the chapter AFTER this one bc i didn't plan on making this one
but now i'm like rlly upset bc i hate making taehyung depressed ):
anyways, update soon !! obviously, haha
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Table for Two | TaeKook
FanfictionThank you for all of your support on Table for One, it honestly means the world to me! And now, since so many people have asked for it... Introducing "Table for Two," the long awaited sequel.
