Waste it on me (BTS Jungkook x Reader)

Chapter 19: I'll tell you everything!

Jiminie </3

Can't make it to coffee

You frown at the text and grab the large bottle of cheap wine from the top of your fridge. The swig you take directly from the bottle is bitter, but you don't care, finding yourself chugging half bottle immediately. You jump onto your couch, turning up the music and allowing yourself to feel the dizziness that overtakes you.

"Bang Bang bang!" you shout with the music, making finger guns with one hand and taking another sip of wine from the bottle with the other. Your tipsy state quickly turns drunken as you find yourself almost finishing the entire bottle. The knocks at your door are barely heard as you jump from furniture to furniture, playing a game of 'the floor is lava with yourself' while dancing to your favorite songs "Like ooh-ahh! Ohh-ahh!" The urge to dance on your coffee table is too strong. "Don't think about it twice!" you sing and make the leap from your armchair to the coffee table. Unfortunately, your slippery socks had another plan. One step on the coffee table and your feet slip under you, causing you to fall face first into the wood.

"What the heck are you doing!" Jimin trudges into your apartment, quickly turning off the music and grabbing tissues for your bloody nose.

"I was dancing!" You pouted "Why diidd you turn off the musiiccc" You giggle at the sight of the blood on your hands "Why am I red? Do I change colors? I'm a charmeleoon"

"Why are you drunk on a weekday!" He wipes off your hands and holds a tissue to your nose, tilting your head back.

You drunkenly tap his little nose and giggle "I'm not drunk, I'm just happy"

"What am I going to do with you" he cradles you, holding you in place as you try to wiggle free from his grasp "Stop moving, you'll bleed more"

"I like being red!" you pout "it reminds me of when Jimin dyed his hair red! That looks so cool!" Your eyes widen realizing who you're talking to "Jiminie! I love you!"

"Who doesn't love me" he giggles

"I love you, but I don't love me" you poke the corner of your lips and form them into a frown. "I've been a bad friend, and Jimin's supposed to be my beesssssttt friend"

"Yes I am supposed to be your best friend, so start acting like one" he tries to push your touchy self off of him, but you continue pinching his cheeks.

"I miissss you" You grab onto his ankles when he tries to get up and leave "Dooonn't leave me, I miss my best friend."

"I thought Yoongi was your best friend" he says bitterly

"I can have more than one best friend" you raise up your pointer finger lazily, trying to show him the number one, but your drunken state was not wanting you to move.

"That contradicts the word 'best'" he sighs "Why am I even arguing with you, you're drunk, by yourself, on a weekday."

"Don't judge my bad life decibsions"

"Decibsion.... Okay let's get you to bed"

"Nooo!" you whine slapping him away as he tries to pick you up. "You said you would talk to me then you canceled"

"I had to finish up some work" he sighs "Well now you've made it impossible for me to talk you"

"No, I'm still co-hear-ent" you tap your ear and nudge him to laugh at your pun, but he doesn't budge. You pull him onto the couch with you and he shifts uncomfortably "I'm a lil tipsy so I'll be extra honest with you"