Encounter | MYG & KTH

Three Hours Ago

"Hyung gimme a piggy-back ride!" Jeon Jungkook dropped his arms over Kim Seokjin's shoulders. Wrapping an arm around the older boy's neck, he giggled to himself as he leaned his entire weight on the poor guy.

Jeon Jungkook was completely wasted.

"You're choking me you giant baby!" Jin's shrill tone rung in Jungkook's ears.

The younger boy stumbled back as Jin shoved him off. Jungkook pouted and walked right back into Jin's back, making it a point to shove him forward slightly. He slung his arms around Jin's shoulders once more and whined, "I said carry me, A-J-I-N-S-S-H-I."

Jin groaned in his misery. What did he do in his past life to have to deal with a brat like this one? He looked around for the other members for help but only spotted Taehyung and Jimin who were still by their table, looking like they were having a full blown photoshoot. The oldest shook his head in defeat as he walked up towards the boardwalk, dragging Jungkook along with him.

Back at the table, Jimin leaned back in his chair, propped his toned legs on the table and posed for Taehyung to take his picture. "Get my good side, Tae." Jimin instructed as he looked off into the distance.

Taehyung looked at his camera's screen disapprovingly. "Hyung, put your shades on," he instructed without even looking up.

Jimin shot him a questioning look, "Why? It's nighttime."

Taehyung lifted his DSLR to his face, looking at Jimin over his expensive camera. "Because..." he paused thinking. Taehyung lifted a finger and pointed at Jimin before replying in a dramatic tone "...Art."

Jimin laughed and put on his sunglasses without another word.

"Wow you guys are drunk." Namjoon walked up to the pair with a look of disappointment written all over his face. Taehyung turned his head and grinned at Namjoon. "You want a photo too?"

Namjoon shook his head without looking up from his phone, "I'm good, I gotta call us an Uber."

Jimin dropped his legs from off the table. "Where's Yoongi, wasn't he with you?"

"He's settling the bill." Namjoon replied, finally looking up. "It was A LOT. How many shots did you guys even have? No scratch that, how are you two not dead from alcohol poisoning right now?"

Jimin rolled his eyes and motioned for Tae to show him the photos they took. Taehyung gladly pulled up a chair next to Jimin, both ignoring Namjoon's nagging comments.

Namjoon sighed outwardly, looking around the beachside bar. "Where's Hobi?"

"I saw him run to the bathroom," Taehyung answered, handing the camera over to Jimin as he sat back and folded his arms over his chest. An amused smile played on his lips. "I think he's puking his guts out."

Namjoon groaned as he stood up and walked off towards the bathroom.

- - -

Min Yoongi looked down at this phone. It was a text from Jin to their group chat:

'Yo im taking jungkook home. His wasted ass is annoying me. Don't wait up, I'll see you guys at home.'

The corners of Yoongi's lips curled up in a small smile at the thought of Jin having to drag around Jungkook, who has gotten too tall and too muscular for his own good.

His phone pinged again, this time, a text from Jimin saying, 'don't break your back ajumma'

"Here's your card Mr. Min. Thank you for your business."

Yoongi locked his screen and put his phone in his back pocket before looking back up at the bartender. He gave him a courteous smile and took back his card, putting it swiftly back in his wallet. Before he walked off to meet back up with the other members, Yoongi glanced at the empty stools by the bar. Did she leave?

Yoongi held back a sigh. He didn't want to admit that he was slightly disappointed. The 26 year old made his way back to the table where he was met with a ridiculous sight.

Hoseok was completely knocked out. His arm was stretched across the table, his face smushed onto the table top. With legs wobbling, Taehyung was standing on a chair, his camera pointed down at Hoseok and Jimin who was striking random poses next to Hosoek's limp pale body. The two of them could barely hold back their laughter. 

Namjoon sat next to them, furiously rubbing something off his shirt with a fistfull of tissues.

Yoongi blinked, taking it all in before deciding to ignore it. He turned his attention to Namjoon. "Where's the Uber?"

Namjoon looked up, looking completely defeated. With a long sigh he replied, "Two minutes away."

"Let's wait by the boardwalk then." Yoongi said, turning his attention to Hobi. "Is he good?"

Namjoon groaned loudly. "Hyung, I am not carrying him. He threw up on me."

Min Yoongi looked at Hoseok with dread and crouched down next to the table. "Tae help me get him up on my back."

Taehyung jumped down from his chair with a goofy grin on his face as he hoisted Hobi up. "Hoseok-ah, it's time to wake up." Tae cooed at Hobi's the same way he does to his dog, Yeontan.

Hobi groaned drowsily, lifting his head up. The 25 year old wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck before he passed out again with his head dropping onto Yoongi's shoulder. Yoongi gripped onto Hobi's legs and grunted as he pulled himself up on his feet. He felt like he was carrying twenty bags of potatoes. "Alright let's go." Yoongi said before he started off towards the boardwalk.

Carefully maneuvering his way onto the beach, Yoongi spotted the girl in the red dress lounging on a wooden beach chair a few feet away. The chair was facing the ocean but she was looking back at him. Yoongi could see her lightly laugh at the sight.

Yoongi gave her a defeated look which made her smile even more before she turned back to the ocean, and took a sip of her drink.

Min Yoongi smiled. So she was waiting for him...

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