single; taekook

eleven

taehyung ended up driving them home in jungkook's car as both boys were rather crossed and hoseok forgot his license at home.

taehyung didn't mind, he got to survey the mess that were the other two. alcohol had zero affect on the younger but being high as well? it turned the usually quiet jungkook into a babbling mess, taehyung almost crashed the car with how hard he was laughing.

yoongi and jungkook would just bring up random stories about each other and then give every detail about the story to the other boys like they were being interviewed for a piece in a newspaper.

"bro mr. yang definitely has a crush on you. remember when he tried to ask for your number at that company meeting"? yoongi giggled, revealing his gummy smile which in turn made hoseok's heart shaped smile form.

"what the fuck? doesn't he has a wife and a daughter who's like 19? she's five years younger than me ", jungkook slumped in his seat and glanced up at taehyung driving. the older could feel eyes on him and he jumped a little when jungkook's finger poked one of the veins on his arm.

"is his daughter the slutty one with the fake boobs? or is that mrs. jeong's daughter"? the two sober boys gave the oldest a questioning look, hoseok's was a bit more threatening at the mention of yoongi looking at some random girl's chest.

"why are you asking"? hoseok shot back, his cute smile turned into a bit of a dangerous scowl. the brunette didn't get jealous that easily, unless it came to girls, not like that would matter to the oldest.

"hey, i don't care about boobs! kook's creepy office neighbor always asks me about her during lunch", yoongi grabbed hoseok's hand in his own, "baby, i don't even like girls". he raised hoseok's hand to his lips to press several kisses on the back of it and surely enough, hoseok was okay again.

"he finna get fired. on god, no cap", jungkook spat out like he was rapping, shooting an imaginary gun at every syllable.

taehyung almost spluttered out with laughter as he finally pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex. he was thankful that jimin took jae back to his house, it was their turn since it was the weekend tomorrow, so he didn't have to hear all of this- whatever this was.

the sober ones helped the boys out, asking for their keys and using all of their strength to haul them into the elevator. jungkook slumped against taehyung, unintentionally teasing him just a little by occasionally brushing his soft lips against the honey colored skin on his neck. 

taehyung tried to hide his squirming but it was getting difficult when jungkook's arm tightened around him and their distance decreased.

"you'll be okay right taetae? just call me if you need anything", hoseok smiled at the two before getting out of the elevator with an arm around yoongi. the oldest was mumbling about strawberry flavored lube and how he forgot to pick up more but hoseok shushed him before either of the others could ask more about it.

"fuck, i forgot what it feels like. being high", jungkook pulled away from taehyung to rub both his eyes. edibles were no joke and they can keep someone high for hours. taehyung knows, he's had to deal with namjoon's stoned ass multiple times.

"i'm all fuzzy", jungkook twirled around the tiny space like a ballerina, shocking taehyung with his new behavior. he was acting nothing like the uptight, blank faced, guy that the brunette met weeks ago.

"have you smoked a lot"? the older asked. they reached jungkook's floor, just two above yoongi's, and started to walk out. the younger was a bit more stable so he didn't need taehyung to lean on.

"kinda. hyung used to know a dealer and i kinda went on this downhill slope after soo left me", he giggled, not sounding sad at all. with furrowed eyebrows, taehyung unlocked the door to his apartment and questioned whether or not he should ask jungkook to elaborate as they walked in.