Color |Yoonkook|✔️

CH. TWELVE

Jungkook

  As I sit in the corner across from Hobi, I realize that him and Jimin have been staring at each other for about twenty minutes now.

  It does feel kind of awkward for them to be kind of all over each other as they dance, and Tae and Joon are acting married on the other side of the room, while me and Yoongi just kind of sit alone in opposite corners.

  I look over at Yoongi who was just watching as they dance over and over again until they get it right. He looked confused and surprised as he watched Jimin. I guess he's never seen him dance before, but he's seen Hoseok dance.

  I walk across the room and sit next to Yoongi. He looks up at me and smiles a little, then he goes back to looking at the dance.

  "I never pictured this song to fit well with a dance, but no matter what move they make, it still looks so beautiful." He said while still watching them dance. I could see the genuine happiness in his eyes as I stare at him.

  I put my hand on his and his head shoots in my direction, along with his eyes.

  "This song is very beautiful." I said and smiled at him. He smiled back happily and got embarrassed and brought his knees to his chest. Yoongi put his head in between his knees and laughed lightly.

  "Thanks." He looked back up at me with a red face and tears in his big brown eyes. "I always thought that nobody would like my music. I was always told that it wouldn't be accepted-unless it was Hobi telling me differently."

  "Well, I really like it." I state and cross my arms like a kid. "And nobody will change that."

  He laughs and puts his head on my shoulder as we watch the choreography. Tae looks at me and smiles. He raises his eyebrow and looks at Yoongi. I look at Yoongi as well, taking in the sight. He was adorable.

  ——

  "There's a party?" I hear Hoseok ask Tae.

  "Yeah! Let's go!" Tae yells excitedly.

  "Last time I took you to a party," Namjoon started and then his eyes widened in fear. "You got drunk and asked me to buy you a fish. You actually forced me to, and then somehow lost it." He said and then crossed his arms.

  "How do you lose a fish?" Yoongi asks Tae who was already blushing.

  "I- I don't know.." Tae frowns. "But I still want to go to this party. It's supposed to be really big, and Jimin's never been to a party. He deserves to have fun in his life."

  Namjoon curses to himself and then sighs. "Fine, But if you even-"

  "Yay!" Tae yells. "Let's go get dressed, it starts at seven!" He runs into the hallway and disappears with a smile on his face.

  "Well, I guess I'm going if Jimin is." Hoseok says and then grabs Jimin to leave.

  "I don't know if I should go." Yoongi said and scratched his head.

  "Oh, no." I said and forced him to look at me. "You need just as much fun as we do. You're going to this party even if I have to force you."

  Yoongi chuckled and crossed his arms.

  "You can't make me." He said.

——

  So, I forced Yoongi to come to the party.

  I literally drove him home and forced him to get dressed. I obviously stood outside as he got dressed, but he still did anyways.

  When we arrived, it was already seven thirty and a lot of people were already running outside with drinks, and your could hear music coming from the two story house as people walked in and out.

  "This can't be good, can I just go-"

  "No. You're staying." I said as I grabbed Yoongi's hand and led him inside.

  People were filling up every room possible, and there were beer cans and cups scattered across the whole house. Everyone danced to the terrible music and some people made out in corners with no regrets at all.

  I didn't know anybody here, and judging by Yoongi's confused and scrunched up face, he must not know people either. He probably didn't like the loud music, sweat, and sexual actions that were all over, but I still wanted him to come have fun.

  "Here's you a drink." Someone said, giving Yoongi a cup. He went to take a sip out of it, but I smacked it out of his hand.

  "Are you crazy?" I ask him. He tilts his head and raises an eyebrow. "Anything could've been put in that drink. I'll go get you a can."

  I make my way through the people and find unopened beer cans and take one. I finally get back to Yoongi and hand it to him. He opens it straight away and starts gulping it.

  "It's been so long." He says to me and smiles. "I need more." He walks away into the crowd and I lose him. I hope he doesn't get too drunk, guess I need to be the driver tonight. No drinking for me then huh?

  For about an hour, I see all of my friends dancing together, so I decided to dance alone along with a ton of other people. I see Yoongi from the corner of my sight and I look at him as he walks away.

  He's being dragged harshly upstairs by someone a little taller and more muscular than him. Where's he going to? Why is this person dragging him like that?.. Oh God.

  As it clicked in my mind, I try to push all of the bodies off of me and make my way up the stairs. I see nobody as I look down the long hallway. There's about four doors on each side, left to right. There's a lot of doors. Which one did he go into?

  I begin opening door by door to look for Yoongi. I see some uncalled things and terrible sights as I look for the dark haired boy.

  He's gotta be in one of these.

  I try to open one of the doors, but it's locked. I knock harshly on it and hear voices coming from the other side. One was whiney and the other was more stable and deep.

  "Go the fuck away." I hear the voice say, which pisses me off even more than I already was. This person better hope that they aren't the one who's trying to fuck with Yoongi in the state that he's in. I bang harder on the door and yell back.

  "Let me in, damnit!"

  "Kookie~" I hear Yoongi say from behind the door. It makes my veins stick out and my heart race as I hear it. He was dragged into a room. At a party. By a muscular guy. And to top it off, Yoongi was damn well noticeably drunk.

  I kick the door as hard as I can, causing it to fly open. As I look at the sight inside of the room, and my anger gets way worse than before. This person is about to regret living.

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