Empty (Taekook)

Part 19

Jungkook pov

"Jungkook, have a drink" My best friend Jackson smiles while handing me a red solo cup filled with a pinkish liquid.

"I-I don't know hyung...I'm un-underage." I stutter staring at the cup with hesitation.

"Come on jungkook, live a little." He pushes the cup into my hand.

"O-okay" I take a sip, cringing at the taste.

I don't want to disappoint him, so I take another sip. Then another.

Soon the cup is empty and Jackson is no longer smiling. He smirks grabbing my hand.

"Let's dance." He pulls me into the crowd as I giggle drunkenly.

"Okay." I let him drag me into the crowd.

His hands find their way to my hips and I'm too out of it to notice.

Throwing my arms in the air I dance without knowing what I'm doing.

Guess those dance classes payed off.

Soon enough I start feeling hot. Like really hot.

The world around me is fading as the lights flash bright blue, pink and green above me. This feeling is so new to me. What is it!

"H-hyung," I whimper looking up at Jackson. "I don't feel w-well. I-it's so hot."

"Good." He smirks grabbing my wrist harshly pulling me towards the staircase.

He rushes me through the hall.

My vision is blurry but I can still make out the couples making out in the dim lit hall.

"W-where are we g-going hyung?" I say my voice is a bit higher than normal. I'm still too drunk to notice though.

"I'm getting you back." He says shoving me into an empty guest room. "Lets see what they think of mister perfect after I'm done with you." He smirks pushing me back onto the bed.

"H-hyung?" I say. I may be drunk and maybe my *cough* is acting up, but I don't want this to happen. Not what I think is going to happen.

"Jungkook." He says sliding his hands under my shirt. "Strip"

I wake up gasping. I tried to sit up, but I was being held down by two strong arms around my waist.

"L-let go!" I start shaking thrashing my limbs around in panic. "P-please I d-didn't mean t-to!" I say as my arms try pushing away from the person.

"Jungkook?" I hear a voice say. It sounded like him.

"P-please Jack-Jackson." I plead as they grab my wrist pinning me down.

"Jungkook!" I open my eyes, not knowing when I had shut them. Finding Taes dark brown orbs staring into mine.

"T-taehyung..." I say shocked, embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry!" I say quickly as he looks at me with worry.

I seem to have lost control of my body. My arms and legs shaking as tears welled up in my eyes. My mouth stutters out endless apology as the older stares at me silently.

"Its okay, baby." He says as tears pour down my face.

My wrist are released as I wrap them around my hyungs neck. I choke on my cries as hiccups leave my shaking lips.

"I-i th-thought y-y-you we-were going t-to..." I cry into his shoulder as he whispers comforting words into my ear.

"I would never, baby. It's okay let it out, bun."

That pet name. I felt safe, wanted.

Baby.

I continue to cry, but my voice is gone. No sound comes out of my mouth as tears roll down my cheeks. Making them red and puffy.

"Are you okay, baby?" He whispers as I slowly pull away.

"I-I think so." I sniffle as he rubs circles on my back.

"What happened kookie?" He looks into my eyes. His holding concern, confusion, and something much more dangerous. "Who is Jackson?" 

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A.N 

Hey guys I'm back. As i said in my last note I've been super busy. I have yet to do my Homework for tomorrow but its been almost 2 months and I feel bad so ima upload a bunch tonight for y'all😁