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January 6th, 2018 Part 3: The Longest "Night" Ever

Third-Person POV:

3:04 am:

Taehyung turns the car ignition off.

He whisper-shouts to Grace,"Bitch. Wake up".

Grace turns her back to Taehyung, hugging herself because the air-conditioning was cold.

"We're home now. Get up", Taehyung says harshly.

Taehyung has finally arrived home from the car chase and was now parked in his garage. Unfortunately, Grace passed out drunk during the car ride and is unable to wake up.

Taehyung silently curses to himself. Do I seriously have to carry her all the way to her room?

He shakes her shoulder. Grace doesn't budge. Sighing, he unbuckles her seatbelt, opens her car door, and swings her up on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. (that's right. No cringey "bridal style" carrying)

"Jesus Christ, you have got to stop eating so much", Taehyung groans under her weight.

He kicks the front door open with only his feet, as he needed to balance Grace with both hands.

He looks around the house, noticing how chaotic and messy it was. Champagne bottles were littered all over the floor, along with wine glasses and scraps of food. Damn, I forgot I had the party tonight. I need to clean this up in the morning.

Still drunk, Taehyung stumbles up the stairs and through the hallways. He occasionally bumped Grace's head against the wall.

"Oww.... Stop hitting my head against the wall....", Grace murmurs.

Taehyung rolls his eyes,"How about you lose some weight? Or learn how to control your alcohol intake?"

Taehyung needed to give his arms a break and seeing that his room was the closest, he went inside.

Taehyung was so sore that he threw Grace on his bed and accidentally banged Grace's head on the bedpost.

Grace grunts,"Ahh... Stopp...."

Taehyung ignores her and grabs a bottled water from his desk, gulping it all down.

He wipes his lips while looking down at Grace's uncomfortable position on his bed. It bothered him.

He properly placed a pillow under her head, then tucked her in with his blanket. Much better.... I guess I'll sleep in the guest bedroom tonight.

He began untying his tie, throwing it on the floor. He unbuckles his Gucci belt, stripping off his pants and then putting on his Gucci pajamas.

He's about to leave the room when Grace reaches for his hand.

"Don't leave....", she whispers.

Taehyung scoffs,"If I don't leave then I'm gonna sleep with you".

No response.

Sighing, Taehyung falls onto the bed next to Grace.

To his despise, Grace unconsciously wrapped her arms and legs around his body like he was a pillow.

He tries to push her off but she held on tighter.

In his Daegu satoori, he states,"Grace mother-fucking Lee, have you ever heard of personal space?"

Grace doesn't respond. Her head rests on Taehyung's chest.

Too tired to fight back, he sighs in defeat. He laughs to himself. Now I'm the victim, huh.

Suddenly, Grace shot up from her position and croaked,"B-bathroom..."

Before Taehyung could lead her to the bathroom, Grace threw up on his lap and ruined his Gucci pajamas. Yet again.