Dear Namjoon || k.nj√

drunken

The kiss was heated and lasted for several minutes before Hee-yong did the second most embarrassing thing a girl could ever do while kissing another person. Hee-yong burped into Namjoon's mouth. Loudly and abruptly. Namjoon quickly separated from the drunk Hee-yong and as he saw her completely embarrassed facial expression, he busted into laughter. Hee-yong's face flamed with heat so she covered it up with her hands. Namjoon fell over backwards onto the sand as he laughed, causing a scene.
"Everything okay?" Taehyung yelled to the two. Hee-yong jumped up suddenly and mumbled, "Sorry."
Then the girl dashed away to the snack bar. The woman working at the snack bar was startled by Hee-yong's sudden appearance.
"May I help you, miss?" She asked. Hee-yong nodded fervently.
"I need the strongest alcohol you've got," she said.

As it turned out, the strongest alcohol she had was much, much stronger than Hee-yong had expected a beach's snack bar to have and within thirty minutes, she was completely wasted.
"You know, you're really pretty, I wish my armpit hair was that color," Hee-yong was rambling to the employee, who became offended every now and then by Hee-yong's comments but chose to remain silent. As Hee-yong was busy rambling about how dark her arm pit hair was, Jimin snuck up and sat down beside her.
"Woah, Chimmy! I didn't know you were here!" Hee-yong exclaimed as she took in the sight of her ex boyfriend. Jimin giggled slightly and flicked Hee-yong's forehead.
"Pabo, we came here together," he said. Hee-yong looked shocked by his words.
"Woah, we did?" She asked excitedly. Jimin smiled affectionately at the drunken girl and nodded. Hee-yong grabbed Jimin's face with her hand and looked into his eyes. Jimin almost laughed at her as she tried her hardest to focus and maintain eye contact.
"Does that mean you love me again?" She asked. The employee suddenly felt very awkward and out of place so she scooted to the opposite side of the bar. Jimin choked at Hee-yong's words. He definitely did not expect that to be what Hee-yong said, but there it was. Out in the open for them to knoll over. Jimin gulped and the action vibrated Hee-yong's hand, causing her to giggle. Jimin couldn't help but smile and he thought seriously about Hee-yong's question. She was beautiful, funny, talented and smart. She knew Jimin better than almost anyone and had loved him for years despite his flaws and the mistakes he had made. Hee-yong was a blessing to Jimin and he didn't realize how much he truly needed her in his life until they had drifted apart. The past few months he had spent rebuilding their friendship and getting closer to Hee-yong, the more he found himself wishing they'd never broken up. Jimin couldn't help but get butterflies whenever Hee-yong smiled at him or said his name. He felt lightning bolts at every site where their skin made contact and he decided he should tell her right then and there how he felt. He opened his mouth to say the words but then Hee-yong released his face from her hold and said, in a sad tone,
"It's okay. I know you don't, I don't know why I asked. But it's okay now because I'm finally moving on too."
Hee-yong's words cracked his resolve. She was finally moving on too? Jimin knew he shouldn't have felt so broken and jealous, not when he was the one who had messed up and ended their relationship but he couldn't stop it from happening.
"Hee-yong, i love you," Jimin said, but at the same time that he said those words, Namjoon had covered Hee-yong's ears. Namjoon's eyes burned holes into Jimin's as Hee-yong sat still and confused.
"Don't you dare do that to her," Namjoon mouthed. Jimin bit his lip and nodded, quickly he stood up and marched away feeling angry and upset and alone.

Not long after Namjoon showed up, had Hee-yong passed out. For good that time. Her body was limp as Namjoon carried her away from the beach and to the van they'd arrived in. He carefully placed the girl in the passenger's seat and buckled her up gently before he shut the door. Hee-yong immediately rested her head against the window, still unconscious. The other seven boys piled into the back rows of the van as Namjoon jumped into the driver's seat. Namjoon was the only sober one there and had been dubbed the designated driver, even though he had no clue what hotel they were supposed to stay in.
"Jin, where are we staying?" Namjoon asked as he buckled himself into his seat. Jin looked startled at the question. His mind had gone blank for a while before he finally said, "Busan Paradise Hotel, it's not too far away." Namjoon nodded as he recognized the name of the hotel. He'd been by there a few times but never actually stayed there.

When they arrived, the six lively, drunk boys piled out of the van, leaving Namjoon to grab Hee-yong's sleeping self. He sighed and unbuckled Hee-yong. She stirred slightly in her sleep but didn't wake up.
"Taehyung, get your ass over here," Namjoon demanded as he saw Taehyung beginning to wander off into the street. Taehyung immediately snapped to attention and scuttled back over to the loud boys who were leaned against the van as they talked and waited. Namjoon led the way for all of them and entered the building. It wasn't too posh or too trashy, it was just a casual, cozy type of place and Namjoon was glad that Taehyung's family had picked this place. He still was sort of clueless as to why they had all come here, but he was thankful they had, even though he got stuck lugging around a drunk girl while his health was in poor condition. The aching in his chest had begun and he bit his lip as he tried to push through the pain and just get to where they needed to be. Namjoon approached the front desk receptionist.
"Hello, we have reservations under the name Kim Taehyung," Namjoon said. The receptionist smiled politely and nodded as she found the name on her list of reservations. She reached into a drawer and retrieved two room keys for rooms number 206 and 207. Namjoon grabbed the keys and thanked the receptionist politely. The drunk boys followed after him like ducks with their mama as Namjoon walked toward the elevator.
"Okay, here are rooming arrangements," Namjoon begun. The boys were too busy with their conversations and drunkenness to notice Namjoon's attempt to speak to them. When the doors to the elevator closed on the eight people, Namjoon exclaimed, "Listen up!" The boys immediately shut up and fixed their attention on Namjoon.
"Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok and Jungkook, you four will be staying in room 206. Jin, Yoongi, you'll be staying with Hee-yong and I in room 207. Understood?"
All of the boys nodded and Namjoon smiled before handing Hoseok their room key. When the elevator opened, the group split up and went to the rooms they'd be staying in.
There were four beds in each room, satisfying the number of people who would be staying in them. The boys all took their shoes off at the door before they entered the room.
Namjoon gently placed Hee-yong onto one of the beds before taking her shoes off and covering her up. Jin tapped on Namjoon's shoulder and said, "Move." Namjoon was taken aback by the coldness in Jin's voice. Jim seemed to notice and he softened up.
"Sorry," he said and scratched his head.
"It's just my job to tuck my sister in." Namjoon nodded and went to one of the other beds that was unoccupied and laid down, instantly falling asleep.

Author's note: there's so much tension in this chapter i don't know how I feel about it sksksksksk

Until next time!
xx, Angel.