READ THE NOTE AT THE END.
"What was your name again?" Taehyung was currently standing in front of a very beautiful woman. Her hair was spread onto her shoulders fallen into locks of curls. Red lipstick was smeared over her lips making them outstanding over her eye-pleasing face. Further on there was her black dress hugging her body. The dress itself was simple, it was made out of a plain fabric with just a black colour and some short sleeves. Although, on her body it looked like the best designer dress in the world. Her curvy proportions made the dress look so gorgeous all of the sudden and-
"Hello?" Taehyung got dragged out of his thoughts by a husky female voice and mentally slapped himself in the face.
"My name is Violet."
"Yeah.....Right."
"So what are you doing here in Barcelona?" she asked, holding her whiskey glass close upon her lips.
"Oh you know, on a vacation with my best friend, you know, two heterosexual bro's just going on a heterosexual vacation with heterosexual intentions." "Yeah, nice ring." Violet pointed at the ring that was decorating Taehyung's ring finger and threw a smug smile at him.
"Um, I can ex-"
"Listen up, let me tell you this. If things aren't going well with the person you're married to, you shouldn't have an affair with them." And with that, the beautiful Violet disappeared from his sight.
The night had hit and after his first failure he managed to took the wedding ring off and get his lips locked with a cute guy named Baekhyun.
"Wanna go get a room?" He asked holding his face close to the other's.
"Always." The latter winked.
Just when the taller was leaning in for another kiss he got interrupted by a loud ass scream.
"Hello Taehyung!"
Taehyung sighed deeply and turned around to see Jimin. His sweaty thick hair was sticking against his forehead that was shaped in a frown. Eyes deeply sunken into his skull surrounded by dark circles and his plump lips slightly parted by some blood drenching over itself.
"Oh my god, Jimin! What happened?"
"This stupid bitch started existing and I beat the shit out of him but he beat the shit out of me too." After the first three words, tears started to roll out of Jimin's eyes and his voice broke into a million pieces every word.
You could clearly tell that he was drunk.
As always.
Although, maybe he wasn't drunk. He was probably wasted.
"Jimin, you can't just fight people for no reason."
Now poor Jimin was absolutely breaking down. "Taehyung! He was breathing! That's fucking illegal! I'm a man that does everything according to the law so I decided to tell him physically!" "L
"Jimin, I-"
"God, Taehyung. It's just that you're my best friend that I haven't-" Before the male even could finish his sentence his best friend had grabbed his collar tightly.
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Taehyung's broad chest was resting against Jimin's bloody and sweaty head.
The blood was leaving stained spots on the younger's white shirt, however, he couldn't care less.
The only thing that was important right now was the fragile boy he was holding tightly right now.
"God Taehyung, I'm such a mess." Jimin cried out. The only response he got was a tighter embrace than he already had.
"Why am I doing this to myself again? I always mess up when I drink. I told you I was going to try to drink less at once but I always keep drinking-" Jimin's last sentence ended in a small hiccup.
"It's my fault. I should've stayed with you."
"No, Taehyung, I'm supposed to take care of myself." "Jimin, look at yourself. You're a damn mess. You don't have to do this alone."
Little backstory, ever since the two hit the legal age for drinking alcohol Jimin was extremely attracted to it. The boy could not just drink one or two shots to get a bit tipsy, he necessarily had to drown himself into the alcohol until he got wasted. And then there was Taehyung who was always by his side, dragging him home, getting him new clothes, taking care of him. All of that. At some point Jimin had promised himself to reduce the amount of alcohol he'd drink, but again, kept failing. Usually Taehyung would cope with it but now and then, the boy would lose his immensely big amount of patience and get angry at him. However this time it was different.
Never before had Taehyung held Jimin in his arms like this. The older was completely laid on Taehyung, his head completely leaning against his chest, his soft lips brushing against his cold skin, his hands wrapped around his waist so tightly, their legs tangled into each other. He'd never ever felt the sharp sparks in his chest before with jimin. However, now they were clearly visible. And it was scaring the shit out of him because he knew what these meant. But then again, the younger would try to find an excuse and cover it with the fact that it was probably the alcohol. The older tilted his head and stared at the younger.
"I'm going to take a shower." He climbed off the latter's body but immediately felt his limbs weakening again and dragging themselves to the ground like magnets.
"Maybe I should help." taehyung said in a half panick.
He picked the older up in bride style heading to the bathroom. The taller's eyes wandered to the boy in his arms. He was mess. A beautiful mess. Not at how his lips looked so damn kissable right now. Jimin's half closed eyes looked up to taehyung and gave him a small smile. Taehyung's big fingers stroked Jimin's wet hair as he gently put him in the bathtub. He stretched his legs out and walked out off the bathroom but then got disturbed by a very unexpected sentence.
Okay, so I'm just saying, Jimin mentioned before that he could never imagine Taehyung being into guys but at the party he saw him kissing a dude, how do y'all think this will end?
Also for the very few people who have also read the original version of this book, from here on I might make small changes in the plot, leave small things out, it'd be great if you'd PM me telling me what things you really want me to keep in this book and things you rather don't have or would love to add.
You don't have to of course.
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS!
