Cold fingers encircled my wrist and I was turned around to face Jungkook.
After that little argument, we tried to get along more, and to be honest, it wasn't as bad as I thought.
I blinked and tilted my head at him, "What?" We were in a party hosted by Jungkook's friend, Namjoon. Which meant I had to wear a revealing dress, ugh.
The dress had a closed cleavage- which was good, but my back was freezing since it was opened.
He slightly glared at me, "Why are you not wearing a shawl, you know its going to be cold!" He whispered to me.
I shook my head, "They were all in the laundry." I said, crossing my arms.
Jungkook sighed and averted his attention back to the stage where Namjoon was.
I had to admit, he looked good in his suit, but I had another problem weighing down on my shoulders- it was getting cold.
I rubbed my hands together to generate heat within myself, blowing it from time to time.
Ugh, if only I washed at least one of my shawls yesterday.
All of a sudden, a suit wrapped around me. I turned to Jungkook with a surprised face, and he slightly smiled at me.
My cheeks slowly turned hot and I just looked away to hide my now red face. I don't know why but his actions made my stomach flip, in a good way.
After Namjoon's welcoming remarks, dinner was served, but for Jungkook, who was a close friend of Namjoon, he was told to go to the VIP room.
Since I was his 'wife', he brought me with him.
Other people were there, too, and I luckily recognized them all.
"Oi, our maknae is here with his wife!" Jin, the eldest, waved with a big smile. I forced out a smile as my arm which was around Jungkook's tightened.
Jungkook and I agreed not to address each other as 'husband and wife', but as friends, until I would be ready to call him my husband. Which would happen if my feelings for him would grow into something more.
We sat down beside each other. "Yah, both of you, eat up! Alcohol will be served after dinner!" Namjoon grinned as he ate a chunk of meat.
I smiled and started to eat silently without minding others' business.
Just like what Namjoon said, the alcoholic drinks were served after dinner.
I have quite a high-tolerance for alcohol, so I didn't mind taking a sip.
But a sip eventually turned into multiple glasses of soju, and before I knew it, I was drunk.
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I kept on glancing at (y/n) from time to time, since she had drank a lot of alcohol.
Her head would bob slightly and she would rub her temples. She looked at me with her playful face, "Yah, Jeon Jungkook."
I raised a brow. She chuckled lightly before speaking again, "Wait, you're not Jungkook..! You're a bunny!"
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Ahahah... Kookie-ah~ I wanna go home and play with you.." Her voice made me flinch as I thought of a different meaning to her sentence.
I sighed and stood up, "Uh, hyungs, (y/n) seemed to have taken a large amount of alcohol, so we'll be heading out first."
Jimin whistled, "Take care of her well, okay Kookie?"
I nodded and bid goodbye to the six of them, dragging (y/n) behind me.
While driving home, she would murmur words I don't understand. "Hayst, next time, don't drink too much." I muttered at her drunk state.
