BTS One Shots

Yoongi Fluff • Drunk

"Y/n, are you busy?" I heard Jimin's voice loudly on the other line.

"바보* it's 2:00pm." I said drowsily.

"Great. You need to get here. Now." His voice growing increasingly more anxious.

I heard yelling in the background and something break.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I heard in the background.

"What is happening? Is everything okay?" I asked, now concerned. A loud conversation is still being held in the distance.

Jimin said something else but a woman's voice overpowered his along with 2 different other voices yelling back at her.

"Listen, get here. Yoongi is..well..piss drunk. Ji-yeon roofied his drink. He's out of it. He's causing a scene and keeps looking around for you asking where you are. It's better you get here. Quickly." with that, he hung up.

Yoongi was closest to me out of the 7 members. I was the boy's makeup artist. I never thought I'd actually become friends with them. All of the staff was family, but I was invited just as much as any of the other members to hang out or just to play video games one on one.

Yoongi and his housemate, Jungkook, had gotten in a fight and he's been crashing on my couch. That would explain why he wants me. The poor boy is probably disoriented and just wants to go home.

Tonight, Yoongi and the other attendees could invite only one guest to the party Taehyung was throwing to avoid too many people showing up.

Yoongi chose this girl he had just met who was frankly a bitch instead of me. She would always be disrespectful and rude towards me in my own house when Yoongi wasn't looking. I'd always been there for him but he chose her instead.

I was visibly mad when she showed up on his arm and he told me that she was going with him to the party. I rolled my eyes at them and slammed the door in their faces. I had never been cold to Yoongi like that before but damn was he deserving of it.

I'm guessing now his choices are coming back to bite him in the ass. Despite how mad I was, I threw on
my hoodie and skinny jeans and was out the door.

"I hope he's okay" I thought.

I pulled up to Tae's house after about 10 minutes of driving. I saw a very clearly distraught girl being escorted out. It was Ji-yeon. She looked rough..but that wasn't new.

I parked my car and got out. At the door I was met with Jimin and Taehyung, holding up a very drunken Min Yoongi.

"Ahhh Y/n!!! I'm so sor-" He was cut off by quiet sobbing. He fell out of the boys arms and onto me. I surprisingly didn't fall under his weight. His tears falling onto my shoulder.

"Come on Yoongi, lets go home." I said quietly. Jimin helped me get him in the backseat of my car and I drove off, thanking him.

The car ride was too quiet. Yoongi had cried himself to sleep. I turned on the radio and "Singularity" started playing.

"God damnit now I'm going to cry" I thought to myself. "Taehyung, you can be questionable sometimes but your voice is really something else."

As I pulled into the driveway, I started to wonder how I was getting Yoongi out of my car. I parked and opened the backseat door in the side of Yoongi's head.

"Hey Yoongi. We're home." I said quietly in as sweet of a voice as I could, shaking him gently. I figured now wasn't the time to continue being mad. That's for later.

His eyes flickered open. Blood shot and tired. He groaned and tried to sit up. I pulled him out of the car and helped him stand up. Tears were rolling down his rosey cheeks silently.

I helped him inside and lay him down on the couch. "Wait here" I said wiping a tear from his cheek.

I come back with a blanket, extra strength Tylenol, water, a pillow, and some crackers.

"Time to sober up bud" I say setting everything down on the coffee table. I place the pillow under his head and cover him in the blanket. He smelled violently like alcohol. "Could you tell me what happened?" I asked softly, sitting on the floor in front of him.

"She..I went with her. She wouldn't shut up about you. Saying she was so glad I chose her over you and how much of a slut you are. I got mad and tried to leave but..Tae convinced me to stay." He said in a groggy voice.

"She pulled me into one of the back rooms to apologize and offered me a drink. I didn't want it and tried to leave again but she broke down crying and just to be polite I took it. But it was roofied" he trailed off.

"I new what had happened soon after but by then I had already downed a lot to make tonight bearable. I was too drunk to think by the time it hit. I already felt like shit taking her instead. I knew it was a mistake but I thought she would get my mind off of you" he moved closer to me on the couch and reached out to touch my face. I was crying now. I can't believe this all happened.

"미안해요* y/n" he said wiping a tear from my face as another fell down his. "I didn't want to ruin our friendship."

I grabbed his hand and pulled it away from my face. "Come on, you can sleep upstairs" I said as tears fell down both of our faces. He was sobering up enough to walk but he couldn't want straight. I guided him up the stairs and he fell onto my bed.

I changed back into my pajamas in my bathroom and hopped in bed with him. We faced away from each other on opposite sides. Eventually, Yoongi have into his emotions and turned over, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to the middle of the bed with him.

A small smile crept onto my face as he burrowed his head into my neck.

"I love you y/n" he said hesitantly. His voice cracked. He was still crying. He's probably scared to death.

I pull away from his grip and turn over to face him. I pull is head to my chest and run my fingers through his hair.

"I love you too Yoongi."

바보 - idiot
미안해요 - a polite "sorry"