742 - Yoongi x reader

Part 23

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Drink this next time.

P.S. I'm the only man you should be drinking with.

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Despite his overwhelmingly bold claim at being the only man you're allowed to drink with, there was one immediate thought that you couldn't seem to shake.

"But... I wasn't drinking with other guys?" you accidentally whispered, just loud enough for Ji-eun to catch on.

"You don't think that he somehow knows about Taemin, do you?" she asked, slowly lifting her eyebrows up at you.

That's when it hit you.

Your mind raced back to the cringey voice recordings you had sent him on Saturday night, the very recordings that you swore you would never listen to in order to keep whatever was left of your dignity.

I guess I don't have a choice now...

Not that you were surprised in the least.

These things tended to come back to bite you in the ass every time they happened.

How is there no preventative measure for embarrassing drunk texting yet? 

I mean, come on!

Here you were, phone in hand, biting your lip nervously as you stared down at the black screen of your phone, but in order to figure this out, you had to rip that band-aid off, no matter how much it might sting.

Pulling up his chat screen, you took a deep breath in and out, hovering your finger over the play button before crashing it down and reluctantly listening to the two remaining recordings.

Within the first 5 seconds of the first recording, you gave up counting the amount of profanities that came from your mouth, your embarrassingly drunken sobs echoing so loudly through your phone's speakers that you could swear your hearing may be permanently impaired after this.

You physically grimaced at yourself, scrunching your face up in disgust at the amount of humiliation blackmail you were feeding him, knowing all too well he will never let you forget about this.

Hesitant to move onto the last recording, you started planning your own funeral arrangements inside your head, a deep-seated feeling of regret establishing itself in the pit of your stomach.

An educated guess would tell you that this recording won't be any better than the others. If anything it will probably be worse, but before you were able to internally die for the fifth time this morning, a familiar voice in the background of your slurred rants instantly caught your attention.

Squinting your eyes as if it would somehow fine-tune your hearing, you listened on in horror as your best friend and a mystery man were having a drawn out and clearly alcohol-induced conversation.

About you.

Whoever this man was, they were asking a hell of a lot of questions about you, and your best friend was feeding him with answers.

It was then that Ji-eun spelled out your Instagram handle and you felt your heart instantly drop, because your suspicions were quickly proven right about who she might be talking to.

Of course, it was no other than Taemin.

The cute guy from the bar.

But now thanks to your drunken stupidity, that moment was captured almost too perfectly for a certain masked 'Genius' to take advantage of.