jungkook doesn't know how he got himself into this position of having to be jimins wingman. jimin had just been dumped by his boyfriend jung-soo. so naturally jungkook suggested they go out and get hammered. he didn't suggest that he would be jimins wingman but here he is nearly a month later still helping jimin get laid by random men at any and every club they visit every other day.
"him," jimin says pointing at a lad sitting at a round table at the far end of the bar. jungkook can't deny that the lad jimin has chosen is really good looking. he has raven black hair and tattoos covering both his arms being shown off by a black tank top that hugs his body amazingly. jungkook nods, and takes a swig of his beer, then heads over to the handsome lad.
"hey," jungkook says with a nod as he approaches the guy. the man nods back at him and takes a swig of his beer before he focuses on jungkook completely. jungkook leans on the table tapping it with his fingers."what's up?" the guy asks.
"you see that boy over there," jungkook says pointing at jimin. the lad looks and nods, a smirk spreading across his face.
"yeah, he's really sexy," he comments.
"i happen to know he's interested in you," jungkook says raising his eyebrows.
"you think i should go talk to him?" the lad asks running a hand through his hair. jungkook just nods and pats the guy on the back. he begins to walk over to jimin and jungkook can't bare to watch. it's usually the time where he would leave, but he just wants to get drunk and forget about the fact jimin is going off with someone else.
he walks over to the bar and asks for three more shots. he takes each of them quickly, hissing as the cold liquid burns down his throat. he looks over to see jimin and that guy all cozy upped. jimin whispering things into his ear as the mans hands roaming jimins body.
jungkook walks that way, just to let jimin know he's leaving. he can't bare to stay here and watch it any longer. and he doesn't want anyone else in this place except for jimin. he's all jungkook has wanted since his freshman year in high school.
he taps jimin on the shoulder to get his attention. when jimin looks at him he shouts rather loudly "i called an uber im gonna go home," he nods to himself then walks off. waiting in front of the club until his uber gets there. he has self loathing thoughts the whole ride home, can't help but think about how lucky that guy, or any guy jimin has been with is.
he just wants to hold jimin in his arms as he kisses him on the neck and whispers everything he loves about him to him. he just wishes jimin knew how he felt but he doesn't want to ruin their friendship. he can't risk that jimin would reject him and not want to be friends. he couldn't handle that so he just deals with this.
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he wakes up with a groan when there is a loud banging on his door. his head is pounding, and he can't open his eyes because the sun is shining through the window, he's got a hangover and the pounding on the door is no help to the pounding in his brain.
"i'm coming!" he yells, he throws his blanket off of him and sits up on his bed. keeping his eyes closed as he stretches. he groans loudly then gets up from his couch bed and walks over to his front door in his small flat.
he looks through the peep hole and sees jimin. he instantly smiles and swings the door open. jimin walks in, going to the kitchen that is adjacent to the door and sits on the counter with the biggest smile on his face.
"what's got you so happy?" he asks going to the fridge and grabbing the bottle of advil off the top of it. he opens the fridge grabbing the orange juice and swallowing down the pills with it.
"you know that guy i met last night?" jimin asks. jungkook wishes he could forget, he wants to wash his mind of the memories and start with a clean plate. but the memory of the lad is burned into his brain.
