𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊

BONUS CHAPTER

Hey y'all

I've been giving this a lot of thought ever since I ended this book, and I finally decided to write an extra chapter. I just got sad because I honestly had so much fun writing this book and it's been forever. I just missed it, ya know?

So here ya go, hope it isn't too shitty. This is basically just a drunk Jungkook coming home to his husband.

By the way, this is around a year after they got married.

Yoongi bit his nails and paced around the living room for almost an hour. His phone was face up on the coffee table, the screen black. Jungkook should've been home 2 hours ago. What the fuck happened?

He let out an audible gasp when his phone suddenly rang, the screen lighting up the dark room. He hurried over and snatched it, swiping to accept the call.

"Hello?" Yoongi didn't even hide the worry in his voice.

"Yoongs? I found him, taking him back to your place now." A familiar deep voice monotoned, the male on the other end sensing Yoongi's worry.

"Oh, thank God. Thank you so much. I really owe you one." Yoongi breathed out a relived sigh, a huge weight being lifted off his chest.

"Nah, it's fine. Just glad I could help. We should be there in about 15 minutes." The man replied.

"Okay, thanks again. See you soon." Yoongi said quietly, hanging up.

It took less. There was a knock on the door around 7 minutes after the call. Yoongi rushed over, unlocked the door and swung it open.

The taller man dragged Jungkook in the house by his arm, his eyes landing on Yoongi.

"Namjoon, you are a lifesaver." Yoongi smiled, getting on his tip toes to kiss the tall man on the cheek and hug him.

"Maybe I am." Namjoon gave him a dorky smile. "You might wanna deal with him though." Namjoon nodded to Jungkook, who was currently staring at a wall.

"What the hell happened?" Yoongi crossed his arms, glancing at Jungkook.

"He sent me a video of him playing the ukulele." Namjoon murmured.

"He doesn't play the ukulele." Yoongi raised a brow.

"Yeah, I figured that out pretty quickly." Namjoon chuckled.

"So, he got drunk?" Yoongi sighed, getting a nod in reply. "I'll take care of it, thank you for bringing him back here."

Namjoon and Yoongi bid farewell, Yoongi shutting the door after. He turned around and crossed his arms, glaring at Jungkook.

"What's wrong with you?" Yoongi hissed, walking up to his husband, but immediately taking a step back after catching a whiff of alcohol.

"Who are you?" Jungkook slurred, narrowing his eyes at the shorter.

'Great. He's so drunk he doesn't recognize me.' Yoongi pursed his lips and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment.

"You smell like a liquor store. We need to get you out of these clothes." Yoongi sighed, reaching out to grab the hem of Jungkook's shirt.

"No, stop! I have a husband!" Jungkook shouted, swatting his hands away.

Yoongi paused for a moment, trying to bite back his smile. Even though he was drunk out of his mind, he was still loyal.

"He is pretty short, b-but he can totally k-kick your ass." Jungkook said almost as if he were bragging, crossing his arms.

"I am your husband, you doofus." Yoongi shook his head with a sigh.