||Chapter 18||

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by noirtaegram

by noirtaegram

YOONGI's POV

I grab my jacket and the keys to Namjoon's car and hurry on over to their frat house. Campus security began to evacuate the house but I could still hear music from the backyard. I make my way across through the all too familiar walls to the backyard. I see Jungkook lying on a pool floatie unconscious. I run over to him and try waking him up. "Hey! Jungkook! Where the fuck is Y/N?", I shake him and ask. He doesn't seem to hear me so I called Mark. "Yo Mark. Sorry about before. Can you take my friend over to my car? I'm searching for another friend.", I asked him hoping he won't hold the fact that I basically hung up on him over me. He just smiles and grabs hold of Kook and drags him outside from the back gate as the front was swarming with campus security. I look around and see a familiar face. I look closely and realize that it was Y/N. I yell her name but her eyes were almost closed as she moved. I moved closer and saw that dick BamBam trying to grope her as he grinded against her. Anger rose in me as I balled my fist making my way over to them. Before his hands could get any lower I grabbed him by his collar and punched him in his face. He fell down and groaned in pain. He was too high to do anything and just remained on the ground.I was about to hit him more but saw Y/N lying unconscious on the ground. I kick that bastard before picking her up in my arms. I made my way to the car where Mark was waiting with Jungkook slouching against him. I quickly open the car and he places him in the backseat. As I place Y/N beside him and buckle both of them up Mark says, "Wait, your friend is Y/N?"

I nod my head before getting in the driver's seat. "JB told me she drank more than two of our 'special'.", he says and winks at me. "The fuck Mark? You guys still give those dumbass drugs out?", I yell at him frustrated. "Obviously! What's a party without people getting high and horny as fuck?", he says sarcastically and chuckles. I scoff at him with disgust. "Well, she had three and your buddy over there", he said pointing to Jungkook, "had more than nine. All the best with that." He waves and walks back in. I groan and start driving back home.

I manage to bring the two drunk fucks up to the apartment. I did not sign up for this when Namjoon said I had to look after his sister for him. Why am I such a good friend? I drop Kook on the couch and take Y/N to her room and lay her down. She opens her eyes and looks at me. Her eyes hooded and dark due to the drugs in the drink. I pull the sheets over her but she just takes them off. She gets up and walks over to me. I take a few steps back. She stumbles and falls. I was about to help her up when she looks at me. "Yoongi? Why you gotta tease me like that huh?", she whines and crawls to me. I don't understand what to do so I remain frozen. She comes close to me and gets up holding onto me for support. She looks at me in my eyes as if she could read my soul. I gulped hard as her hand began trailing under my shirt. Her nails lightly grazing against my skin. "You have no idea what you do to me.", she continues and bites my earlobe. She snaps her hips against mine, making me flinch at the sudden contact against my crotch."And you have absolutely no idea what I want to do to you", she says sinfully and begins kissing my neck. Sucking on the soft flesh, before nibbling on it. She left a few hickeys on me. I snap out of my trance and push her back. She trips back and looks at me with an annoyed look on her face. "The fuck Yoongi?", she says. "Your drunk. You don't know what you're doing. Sleep now", I say and push her down on her bed and make her lie down."No. I don't wannaa...", she says and her voice turns low. She slowly began to close her eyes and finally when she fell asleep. I tuck her in. She looked so cute when she was sleeping. I kiss her on her forehead and leave the room, closing the door behind me.

I was brought back to the present when I hear a thud sound. I look up and see Jungkook stumble into the living area, eyes still closed. "Yoongi...", he calls out to me.

"Shut up.", I tell him, too annoyed to look at his hungover ass.

I laid back my head on the couch.

"Kim Y/N... What are you doing to me?"