THE BOSS | kth

Chapter 18

taehyung's pov.

i drunkily got up and and went towards jimin's couch as jimin was passed out on the floor. i laughed at him while pointing at him. ''drunk already?''

although i was drunk myself.

''i'm going, see you tomorrow. jiminie.''

''...hmmmm...'' he mumbled before passing out again. i fell over my feet but stood up again before closing the door behind me.

nana's pov.

it was almost midnight. i grabbed my purse and closed my laptop silently. i yawned, it has been a long day, everything is fine with the company now. i rubbed my eyes as i locked my office before walking towards the elevator. and i exited the building.

a/n: she decided to go to the company since the forgot something and ended up working.

i frowned when i saw taehyung laughing at himself, looking up at the sky. he tried to stand up but fell on his butt instead, still laughing out loud. i could see some people eyeing him weirdly or even taking pictures.

i ran towards him and bended down, ''mr. kim? are you okay?'' i asked worriedly, he leaned closer as if he couldn't see me clearly, i noticed a few bottles of beer beside him. ''jimin...?''

what. do i look like a boy?

''mr. kim, stand up please, the ground is dirty,'' i said, he grinned and then began to cry all of sudden. ''mr. kim?'' i puffed my cheeks. what should i do? i'm not strong enough to carry him, and never in this state he's in.

i tried to pull him up, luckily he stood up by himself, but he almost fell again. ''whoopsie!'' he screamed like a kid. i blew a few strands of hair out of my face, ''jesus!''i yelped when he let himself fell on me.

his head was buried in my neck, he sniffled and i felt him smiling, ''fjdakljfaklsdf you smell good...'' i sighed and hesitated for a moment, he'll forget it anyway. so i punched him, knocking him out.

that will not heal in one two three. sorry mr. kim. but at least he's easier to carry now, i thought as i tried to lift him up, i put him in the backseat of his own car that was beside him. and i drove to my own house.

where will he sleep? i pursed my lips in a thin line, thinking. ''oh right, there's a spare room,'' i mentally facepalmed myself. i carried taehyung to my spare room, he was finally conscious, i could hear him sleeping soundly.

''okay there, now i can finally rest,'' i huffed. walking towards my own room.

a/n: 200+ reads? omg thank you!

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