INTOXICATED (BTS AU)

Hangover

The next day when he woke, Hoseok's head was pounding Taehyung burst into the room armed with painkillers and a strong coffee.

Hoseok groaned into his pillows. "What time is it?"

"It is three in the afternoon."

"Oh, Fuck sake.!" Hoseok moaned.

Taehyung laughed and passed Hoseok the coffee. "You really outdid yourself, last night mate. Do you even remember getting that guys number?"

"What guy?"

Taehyung held up Hoseok's hand and showed him his palm. Written in pen was a mobile number.

"Oh, yeah, I don't remember that. Was he fit?"

Taehyung scrunched his nose. "I wouldn't know. But you seemed really into him. You were both kissing and groping each other in the corner."

Hoseok held his head in his hands. "Fuck!"

Taehyung smiled. "Aw don't worry, you've done worse before."

Hoseok nodded. "Agreed." He sipped the coffee and pulled a disgusted face. "Tae this coffee is rank."

"Shut up and drink it."

"Tae last night. Was I an arsehole?"

"Well no, not a complete arsehole. You were a bit of a hoe, though."

Hoseok slapped Taehyung's arm lightly.
"I don't remember anything."

"Well, you and the hot guy went into the toilets for at least an hour."

"Oh my god! Right well, I'm never drinking again."

"You say that every time." Taehyung left Hoseok's room, giggling to himself.

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After a long shower, Hoseok padded into the living room and wished he had stayed in bed. Taehyung and Honey were curled up on the sofa making out.

"Hi." Hoseok half yelled.

The pair jumped apart like two teens that had been caught out by a parent.

Taehyung smiled at Hoseok. "Hey, mate. How are you feeling?"

Hoseok sat down in an armchair. "Like shit."

"Aww." Honey chirped. "You drank so much last night, sweetie."

Hoseok cringed. Fuck. He thought. Even her voice is annoying. "Well, I'm glad I entertained you, sweetie."

Taehyung cleared his throat. "So, uh. You should get going, babe. You don't want to be late for work."

Honey smiled and pecked Taehyung's cheek. "Alright, call me later, darling."
She wiggled over to Hoseok and patted his head. "Do try to be a good boy sweetie." She giggled and strolled out of the apartment.

Hoseok moaned. "Why does she talk like that? Like I'm a child."

Taehyung drained his coffee in one gulp. "She's just messing Hobi. What are your plans for today?"

Hoseok shrugged. "Dunno."

"Same. We could go to see my parents. I promised mum I would."

"Yeah, sure." Hoseok brightened. He loved Taehyung's parents. Mrs Kim is the sweetest woman ever. And Mr Kim is hands down the best father. Miles better than Hoseok's father, who hates that his son is gay and always finds a way to bring him down. But Mr Kim embraces Hoseok's sexuality. He doesn't care that his son's best friend prefers to sleep with men. He loves Hoseok like a son.