bangtan one shots

golden maknae vs. drunk y/n ⇒ jeon jungkook

#1. "i'm just trying to help." "well, i hate to break it to you, but you just made it worse."

#11. "so...i might've been a little drunk." "only a little."

jungkook was your best friend, there was no doubt about that. you and him were close. ever since you and him met during your middle school years, you and jungkook did everything together. there were a lot of instances where people assumed you and him were related somehow, many times as siblings, and sometimes you played along just for fun. in fact, you and him had been the troublemakers in school, sometimes being loud or energetic. your favorite thing during school included you and him always trying out in clubs together, and laughed when you both did terribly.

and many years later, now as young adults, nothing had really changed, despite jungkook being a famous kpop idol now. fortunately that didn't change anything between you and him. you still hung out, even sometimes daring to go out together in public - even though he had to be in a pretty good disguise. sometimes you would make fun of him because 90% of the time he would be dressed in all black, and he would have sunglasses on as well as a mask so that there was no chance of him being recognized. you would tease him for looking like he just robbed a bank or committed a serious crime, many times claiming that he looked like he was stalking you. underneath his sunglasses, you knew he would roll his eyes. and underneath his mask, you knew he was trying not to grin widely.

however, now that jungkook was famous, he had become very cautious around you. he didn't want you to be caught with him because then he would be swarmed with rumors, and you would be constantly followed, your personal space invaded, paparazzi would be constantly in your face. he didn't want that for you. he had to deal with it quite often, and he hated it. he wanted you safe and sound. although sometimes, you thought he was being too careful and protective. for a few years now, you and him had been hanging out with him being famous, and no one has caught him (although there have been a few stares because of how he looked in public).

today, you wanted to go out drinking with some friends of yours, inviting jungkook to come with you. "come on, jungkook. i know you're not much of a drinker, or a partier for that matter, but it'll be fun. you've been too busy with your career."

jungkook sighed over the phone. he was at his dorm, laying horizontally on his bed while trying to find a movie to watch. "i'm sorry, y/n. i don't think that's a good idea."

"i know you don't want to be caught, but that shouldn't stop you from having fun. besides, you've been out lots of times. what's stopping you now?"

there was a pause. "i just don't really want to go i guess. i'm sorry, y/n."

you shook your head, feeling a bit annoyed at his response. "fine. suit yourself."

right before you pulled the phone away from your ear and pressed the end call button, you could hear jungkook's voice. "y/n, be safe."

you shook your head once more and slid your phone into your small purse. you knew you were just being petty. you also knew you shouldn't be mad at jungkook for not wanting to go out with you. you understood why, and there was no forcing him to go. but you were looking forward to seeing and hanging out with him. he had been so busy that you hadn't seen him recently,

you couldn't fight the angry feeling that was rising within you. luckily, you were going out, and you would be able to relieve yourself of the petty anger.

you glanced in the mirror in front of you and smoothed out your dress, performing a fun twirl afterwards. once you were satisfied with your appearance, you finally left your apartment to meet up with your friends at the club. it was a short walk for you as you lived in the heart of the city.