lie //yoonmin

8 // jimin

I manage to drag both boys to my car. Well no- the club manager carries Yoongi while I hold onto Taehyung to make sure he doesn't wander away.

"Thank again Namjoon-ssi," I say.

"It's the least I could do," he frowns. "I need to figure out how to make this place safer. I'm so sorry about everything."

"It's OK, at least the guy got arrested," I smile, trying to make him feel better. Apparently he's been reported multiple times for sexual assault. It just got me thinking what would have happened if Yoongi didn't step in.

I wave goodbye to Namjoon and drive back to my house.

I decide it better to tell Jin hyung the truth than to take Tae back home in his drunken state. The boy is pretty stupid when he's intoxicated and who knows what kind of trouble he would get himself into- especially with his parents home. Jin sounded pretty mad but said he would cover for Tae, knowing his parents would react even worse. Either way we're both going to be in a hell of a lot of trouble tomorrow.

As for Yoongi, I couldn't just leave him passed out after he basically saved me. A blush comes to my face as I think about him calling me his boyfriend.

"What are you thinking about Jiminie," Taehyung smiles from the passenger seat.

I don't reply, knowing he would just tease me. As the king of fuckboys, it's Tae's job to make fun of my non-existent love life.

He pokes my cheek, smirking as he lowers his voice. "Is it that sexy man in the backseat."

I blush further.

Tae grins. "Oooh Jiminie had a crushh!!"

"Oh my god- what are you? 5?!" I groan, but I still glance at Yoongi through my rear view mirror making sure he's still unconscious.

Tae giggles childishly.

After many more stupid and inappropriate questions we arrive at my house and I'm stuck with the task of somehow getting Yoongi inside while not losing Tae.

"Tae do you think you can help me carry Yoongi?" I ask, knowing I would probably drop him if I tried on my own.

We manage to get everyone safely into my house.

While Taehyung is throwing up in my bathroom I sit down on the floor in front of Yoongi who is peacefully sleeping on my couch.

I wonder why he bothered saving me from that guy when he didn't even care enough to text me after asking for my number.

I study his features knowing I would never get the chance to do so when he is awake.

I carefully brush away the disheveled hair falling into his eyes. Now that we're under the lights, I notice his provocative outfit. The black velvet choker around his neck perfectly contrasts his milky skin while his v-neck showed a little bit too much of his toned chest and his skin tight jeans- I bring my focus back to his face.

His eye makeup is slightly smeared and his lips are parted, breathing out the smell of alcohol with every soft snore. He still looks so breathtakingly beautiful. He looks so familiar, I know I've seen him before. I just can't remember where.

Tae stumbles out of the bathroom and into my kitchen to get some painkillers and a glass of water. He sits down next to me, running his hand through his messy hair.

"Did you find Lisa?" I ask, having a feeling it didn't work out for him.

"She has a boyfriend," Tae sighs against my shoulder

I frown, feeling bad for my best friend. "It's ok Tae. She's not worth it. You'll find your one."

He nods and yawns sleepily.

"So what's the story with this guy?" He asks.

I tell him about how I had met him a couple weeks ago at work and go on to explain what had happened today at the club.

"Jimin, I'm so sorry," he says, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. "I should have protected you. No, you shouldn't have had to come looking for me in the first place. God, I'm so so sorry!"

"It's ok Tae," I say, stroking his hair, trying to calm him down.

He holds me for a second longer before saying, "Jiminie... you keep getting thinner."

"I know," I say softly, already hating where this conversation is about to go.

A few tears slip from his eyes. "I don't know how to make you stop. I don't know how to make you healthy again. I feel like such a horrible friend."

I wipe away his tears and kiss his cheek. "Tae, if it wasn't for you I probably wouldn't have made it this long. You're the bestest best friend anyone could ever ask for. I'm sorry, I'll try harder to fix myself. I love you so much."

He smiles. "I love you too. I'm so glad I met you."

After our little heart to heart on my living room floor, Tae heads into my room to sleep. I follow him after covering Yoongi with a blanket. I sneak another glance at him before turning off the lights, knowing he probably won't stay. I doubt he would have any memory of last night anyways considering how intoxicated he is.

I sigh, joining Tae in bed. He immediately wraps his arms around me offering as much comfort as he can.

"Don't worry," he says softly. "He'll still be there when you wake up."

I'm not even shocked that he just read my mind. Tae has a way with always knowing what I'm thinking.

I nod, hoping he's right.

~V

I woke up to Jimin's solo track and it's been such a good morning. Promise is so so beautiful and he calls himself "inexperienced" smh. At first I thought he was saying "I want you to be alive" and the song just hit me really hard since I used to be suicidal. Even as "be your light" it has the same meaning to me. To believe that you can get through whatever struggle you're going through instead of putting yourself down.

Yeah so I'm on the second hour of listening to this song with no break and I'm still not bored of it. I hope he's proud of himself because he so should be <3