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0 hours and 22 minutes till meet.
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"Yoongi-hyung, put down the drink." Jimin says softly, tugging lightly at Yoongi's bomber jacket.

"We fucking failed again? Didn't we?" Yoongi says mockingly towards Jimin, obviously affected badly by the alcohol.

"We know how his soul-clock looks!" Jimin pleads at Yoongi, tugging at his jacket again.

"We know how his *hiccup*fucking soul-clock looks?" Yoongi states, as if his own statement would make a difference.

"Yoongi, do you know how disgusting it is to see someone you look up to, chug down alcohol like it was water?" I sneer at Yoongi, who in return, sends a glare.

"Use hon-*Hiccup*orifics with me, I am your elder!" He says in a madly drunk tone.

Disgusting, I think to myself. "My hyung isn't an alcoholic." I sneer, getting up and placing my full-face white mask properly on my face again.

I look at my wrist and sigh "12 minutes? Im about to meet my soulmate and my hyung is already drunk." I mumble under my breath.

I decide to take a seat at the bar, getting occasional stares from female's who'd wink at me, through their mask, some of them even taking their masks off to send looks they themselves probably consider... 'Sexy'.

I turn my head the opposite way, looking at a male, who is obviously very uncomfortable with the male he's talking too.

The man has his hand on the uncomfortable man's thigh. And I cringe... Heavily.

Someone sits next to me and I quickly turn my body to see Namjoon, his face in his open palms, supported by his elbow's on the bar's table.

I turn my body back, but now the two aren't at the bar. I look around and see the uncomfortable male, struggling, trying to get out of the creepy mans arms.

I get up from my seat, disgusted, revolted and pissed.

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