Taekook

The bar

It'd been a long, tiring day and all I wanted to do now was drink my problems away. Walking into the bar I noticed about ten people in the room. There was a space at the counter so I jumped onto the stool and ordered my usual.

It was my fourth drink of the night and I could feel myself losing the ability to think clearly, but I didn't mind. I was sipping my drink and scrolling through my Instagram feed when I felt a presence behind me.

I turned and looked up at a tall, muscled figure looming over me, "Hey darlin', what's your name?" He slurred, grabbing my wrist. I quickly snatched it back.

I decided it was time to leave, "Sorry I was just leaving" I mumbled, avoiding his gaze. He shuffled into my path, "Oh no you weren't darlin', you were gonna come and have some fun with me" He growled, harshly grabbing my wrist again and dragging me towards the back of the room.

I tried pulling my wrist away, to no avail, just as I was about to knee him where it hurts, another man ran towards us, his eyes searching me as if assessing the situation, then he gave the tall man a right hook to the jaw.

The man spat blood as he ran out of the bar, footsteps complimenting the beat of the loud music. I stared at this second figure before me, his eyes staring straight into mine, "Hey, are you okay? He asked in a heavenly voice, while gesturing for me to come back to the counter with him.

I sat, still shaking from the past events, "Let me buy you a drink, as a thank you for saving me back there" I pleaded with him. Smirking, he nodded and watched as you waved the bartender over.

"So, what's your name?" He asked, after several sips of his drink, plain water as he had to drive home after, so did I but I was too shaken up to care. "Y/N, and you" I watched as he set his drink down, and looked into my eyes for the second time this night "I'm Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook" He responded as I ordered yet another drink.

My vision was blurry now and I was yawning every couple of minutes, Jungkook turned to me and said something, but all I could focus on was his ethereal voice, he grabbed my waist and pulled me up from my seat. I let him, after all he did save my butt earlier. We walked outside and snapped his fingers, trying to get me to concentrate. "How are you getting home Y/N?!" He shouted, "Brrooomm brroooommm" I replied, stumbling towards my car.

"You can't Y/N, you're drunk, remember?" He pulled my back. Grabbing hold of my waist again to steady me, "I'll drive you to my place, I'm sure the guys won't mind" He whispered that last bit, walking the both of you to his car. He opened the door and I curtseyed "Thank you sir" I said as I bent down and climbed into the passenger seat.

I heard the door slam, but nothing else as I began to drift off to sleep.