Night Sky [J.HS x Reader]

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"Let me tell ya another thing," Jin slurred as he threw the empty vodka bottle down at the ushers feet as he protested out the front of the club, "my dance moves were only public indecency if ya didn't like em."

"Ok Jin, time to go to bed." Jimin said as he gathered the older, much more intoxicated male, and lead him to his car where Jimin loaded him into the passenger seat.

Jin whined in the car while mumbling about how no one appreciated his dance moves. Jin was in fact the reason why we were all going home at that point. Jin had taken a lot of alcohol and decided that he was a sexy stripper.

"I'll drive him home. Hoseok are you sober enough to drive my car for me? You can follow me in Jin's car and then pick me up once I have settled the stripper into bed, ok?" Jimin told Hoseok who nodded and grabbed the car keys as he walked over towards Jimin's car.

"Well we better get going as well (Y/N), i'll go get the car started." Yoongi said as he made his way over to his own car.

I stayed behind and decided to farewell Hoseok.

"You'll drive carefully right?" I asked him with a gaze of concern as I attempted to evaluate wether Hoseok was sober enough to operate a vehicle. The man smiled to me as he stood with his arms crossed with a very soft expression.

"I'm always a careful driver, don't worry your pretty little head about me."

And with those last words and that charming grin of his- Hoseok entered his car and started the engine as he pulled out of his parking space and headed for the road where the tail lights on his car quickly merged with the rest of traffic.

I stood there for a moment and watched as his car passed and wondered what it was that I was feeling within my chest. I had only just met the man and yet I felt like I was saying goodbye to a long-time friend.

Yoongi honked the horn to alert me of his impatience. When I turned to face his car I wondered if I had accidently zoned out and had been swimming in my own thoughts beneath the stars. How long had I been standing there for exactly?

I didn't want to worry about it too much and simply got into the car with Yoongi as I felt myself growing tired as I listened to the quiet hum of the car engine.

"Are you ok?" Yoongi asked me, his eyes making me think that he wasn't really interested and was only trying to make a conversation worthy of keeping through the car ride.

"I'm fine- I think that the alcohol is just making me a bit fuzzy in the head." I tried to laugh it off but it only made my head pound harder. In truth I was indeed not ok, I think I was getting drunk off of those cocktails that Hoseok suggested I try.

Of course I agreed to the drink but I guess I wasn't feeling it until we started to move.

Yoongi's driving seemed better if he had a few drinks. He seemed more relaxed but at the same time he was alert to everything that was around him.
He was heading to my apartment to drop me home so that I could go straight to bed, but my mind felt so clogged up with thoughts that I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to sleep at all.

Dance

That thought was prominent within the back of my mind as I remembered that the night of dancing was due to spring to life again tomorrow night. Suddenly I was excited- a new fuel of energy had entered my system and completely cleansed my head of its worry.

It felt refreshing.

"Are you gonna be ok to walk yourself in? Or do you want me to come with you?" Yoongi asked me as he pulled up at my apartment building. I unbuckled by seatbelt as I opened the door and smiled to my friend before giving him a wave of dissmisal.

"I'll manage," I told him with a soft smile, "you ought to get home so you can call Jimin." I added as I saw the number written on Yoongi's hand. I was guessing since he had the number it meant that Yoongi was only able to talk to Jimin over social media.

But having their number is like the next step up from that in my opinion.

Yoongi's face flushed but I knew that he was happy. I could tell by the glint in his eyes that he genuinely felt excited. Maybe Jimin was going to be the one. He looked to his steering wheel and slackened his shoulders.

"Sleep well, I'll be by tomorrow morning to pick you up for work." Yoongi told me, with a nod I shut the door and fumbled my way over towards the apartment entrance as I opened the door and made my way to my apartment.

Upon entry I immediately sat everything down and began stripping out of my clothes as I headed towards my bedroom. As I approached my bed I grasped my curtains and proceeded to pull them shut.

As I looked down into the street, the underground dance network seemed to call my name and I found myself growing more excited for what was to happen tomorrow night.