My Delinquent|tk

[epilogue]

Jungkook—

"I think this was a bad idea," I muttered, under my breath. Hoseok, who had thrown back another shot, spun in his chair to give me a wide drunken grin. "What do you mean? I think going to the club was a great idea!" Rolling my eyes, I lunged forward, to catch the brunette, as he leaned too far to the side. I let out a sigh of relief, when Yoongi approached us, having finished his round of being the DJ for the night.

I passed the giggling idiot to the elder, shaking my head. "Do you want me to get Jimin off the dance floor, as well?" I asked, already scanning the crowd. Yoongi nodded, and pointed at two figures, in the middle of it all, throwing their bodies to the beat. "You get Taehyung off of there, too. I think they both need a little break." I sighed, as I recognized my boyfriend's blue hair flying around, as he danced. "Who gave him too much to drink?" I grumbled, before stepping away from the bar.

"Excuse me! Sorry, can you not touch me? Pardon me!" I yelled over the music, as I pushed through the mass of hyped and sweaty crowd. Once I got to Taehyung and Jimin, I grabbed each by the back of their shirts, before yanking them off the dance floor, and back towards the bar. I shoved a giggling Jimin towards Yoongi, who caught him, and helped him onto the stool, next to Hoseok. I, on the other hand, lifted my own boyfriend, by his underarms, and sat him on a stool as well.

The elder swung his glazed eyes on to me, and grinned widely. "Heehee, it's my Kookie wookie," he slurred, falling forward. I caught the other male, and pushed him back up again. "How much did you drink?" I asked, patting Taehyung's cheek three times. The boy grabbed my hand, and held it against his face. "I dunno...maybe...three? Five? I can't remember. Kookie...I kind of want to puke."

Panicking, I pulled Taehyung off of the stool, and began leading him to the bathroom. "You're not going to throw up here, and make me have to clean it up, you got it?" I demanded, as we pushed through a cluster of people, standing in front of the restrooms. "I'll try," the other mumbled, head lowered. "Tae, don't you dare throw up on me, now," I muttered, as I pushed open the door, and led the elder into a stall.

Once, we were inside, I locked the door behind me, as I heard my boyfriend begin retching into the toilet. Sighing through my nose, I took the ends of Taehyung's jacket, so that it wouldn't get dirty. "You dummy," I chided, running a hand through the elder's hair. "Why'd you drink so much, when you know you can't handle your liquor?"

After a few minutes, Taehyung managed to stop throwing up, and leaned against my thigh, totally exhausted. I reached over to tear off some toilet paper, and wiped the elder's mouth. I threw the, now, dirtied toilet paper, into the basin, and flushed the toilet. Taehyung tilted his head, to look up at me, and gave me a watery smile. "Thank you, Jungkook. Maybe we should head back early."

Nodding in agreement, I helped the elder up, onto his feet, and led us out of the restroom. As we passed by our other friends, I pointed at Taehyung and then the exit of the club. Yoongi nodded, and waved goodbye, before returning his attention to his two boyfriends. I slung Taehyung's arm over my shoulders, and let him lean on me, as we started heading back to our apartment, near the school campus.

"Have you sobered up yet, Tae?" I asked, as we trudged up the stairs, that led to our place. "Yeah, a little bit," the other mumbled. "Head hurts, though..." Chuckling, I pushed a hand through the back of the elder's hair. "That's what you get for drinking over your limit." The statement made Taehyung smack my chest lightly, with his palm. "Stop teasing me when I'm in pain," he whined. I pressed a kiss on the elder's temple, before pulling him to the side, once we got to our apartment. I punched in the code and led us in, making sure to swing the door shut, behind us.

I pulled Taehyung to our shared bed, and began undressing him. "We're not going to do it tonight, are we?" The aforementioned mumbled, eyes droopy. I gave the elder a bemused look, before continuing to pull off his tight jeans. "No we're not. You're obviously drained out, especially after throwing up like that. You said your head hurts, and you just sobered up. I'm insulted that you think I'm that kind of guy."

Chuckling, the other male patted my cheek, and flopped onto his back. "That's why I love you, Kookie." Rolling my eyes, I slipped my arms under the elder, and repositioned him on the bed, so that he was in a more comfortable position. After, I'd pulled the duvet over him, I padded towards the washing machine, so that I could throw Taehyung's and my clothes inside. Once, I'd changed into something more comfortable, and had put the elder into one of my T-shirts, I went to get him some pain killers.

I shook the other male's shoulder, causing him to flutter his eyes open, and give me a blank stare. "Drink this," I murmured, helping him sit up. Taehyung mumbled a thanks, as he took the pills, and gulped them down with the glass of water that I'd handed him. I took the glass, once the elder had finished drinking, and placed it on top of the night stand. After turning the lamp off, I slipped under the covers, and wrapped my arms around my boyfriend.

Taehyung turned on his side, so that he was facing me, and buried his face into my chest. "Thank you for taking care of me," he mumbled, voice muffled by my T-shirt. I chuckled, softly, and began stroking his hair. "It's basically in the job description, for a caring boyfriend," I replied, in a joking tone. The other snorted, and smacked my back. "Shut up. Being my boyfriend is not a job."

Grinning, I pulled Taehyung closer to me, and sighed through my nose, in content. "You're right," I agreed. "Being your boyfriend is a requirement." That earned me another smack, and an annoyed sound from the elder. "Stop it. Being cheesy doesn't suit you," the aforementioned grumbled. Pouting, I lifted Taehyung's face, so that he would look at me. "What suits me then?"

I watched, amused, as the elder's cheeks turned red, and he averted his gaze from mine. "I don't know," he muttered. "Stop looking at me." A smirk wound up on my face, as I leaned forward to peck the other male's lips. "You're cute." Taehyung groaned, before pressing his nose into my chest, again. "Stop it," he whined.

Chuckling, I perched my chin on top of his soft locks, and wrapped my arm around his waist. "Sleep," I murmured, closing my eyes, starting to feel tired. The elder snuggled closer to me, and slipped his arm over my waist. "I love you, Jungkook," he whispered. "Ever since the first moment I met you, I knew that it was fate." I sniffed a laugh, a small smile spreading on my lips.

"You know...I'm glad that I never gave up on you. If I did, we wouldn't be here, like this," the other male continued. "I went through great lengths to be with you, you know." I rubbed Taehyung's back, and nodded. "I know, baby, I know." The elder sighed, and pressed a kiss against my collarbones. "Sorry, you're probably tired from watching over me all night."

I hummed, not being able to answer properly, due to drowsiness. Taehyung giggled, and tightened his embrace, quickly, and kissed my collarbones again. "Goodnight, Kookie."

"Mmm, goodnight Tae."

"Sleep tight,

my delinquent."

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And that's the end folks :)

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-Author-nim