Maybe It Was Fate

Chapter Six

It's Saturday night, and you and Lana are getting ready to go out to the club. You called Lana after the incident with that awful customer and she was really shocked by the whole thing, especially Jungkook sticking up for you, more than what was necessary. That boy really is something else. Acting like you were at the top of his kill list one day, but then almost beating a man because he spoke wrongly towards you the next. You couldn't figure him out and you couldn't tell if he even liked you or not. Lana suggested that you guys got drunk and just had a good time. You felt like you both really needed a night of fun.

It was like deja vu. You were on your 4th shot of tequila, and Lana was attempting to straighten her hair without frying her skin. You had already done your makeup and you decided to go for quite a bold eye look, wearing smokey golden eyeshadow and a black winged liner. You had a tight black dress on, one you didn't wear very often, but you felt good in it. You would never admit it out loud, but you thought you actually looked really good. 

You were lying on your bed, singing along to some throwback songs, not a care in the world. The alcohol in your system was doing a great job of making you feel good. Your face felt warm and your head felt heavy, a good sign that you were drunk, or at least tipsy. 

You had no clue how much Lana had to drink, but you were pretty sure she was just as drunk as you were. "Lanaaa, should I order the Uber now?" you call out to her. 

"Yeah girl, I'm just about readyyy!"

You pull out your phone and order the Uber before thinking about Jungkook again. "Lana, what am I supposed to doooo?" You whine. "About what dude?" Lana appears in your room, her eyes thickly lined with eyeliner similar to yours, her sequinned silver top sparkling in the light as she held her small clutch bag. You sat up, with difficulty, before stumbling to stand up. "About Jungkook," you frown. You lean down and grab your clutch bag, making sure you had your ID, keys and your phone tucked inside. Lana sighs dramatically. "Well, he is an absolutely tantalisingly beautiful sex god, who obviously has some kind of soft spot for you," Lana starts as you both walk out of your apartment, you making sure your door was locked. 

"But, boys are confusing as fuck." You say, pulling another frowny face like a little brat. 

"Girl, don't we know it. I'm not good at advice but, if he really does like you then you will definitely know." Lana says. You sigh, not sure if her words made any difference to the whirlwind of thoughts flying around your head. You were honestly kind of pissed off at Jungkook. If he really did like you then why was he acting like a dick to you all those times before? 

You see your Uber pull up to the pathway and you girls hop inside. You feel your head spinning as soon as you sit down inside, woooaaah. You and Lana don't really say much on the ride but you guess you were both concentrating on not vomiting in the back of the Uber. 

You finally arrive at your preferred night club in the city, stumbling out of the car before both joining the entry line. You see other young people who were clearly drunk and some on more than just alcohol wandering the streets, having loud conversations and staggering around the streets. You and Lana are talking some nonsense with each other, when a black car pulls up directly outside the club. A group of guys get out of the car, dressed not in suits but in smart attire. Something tells you they were not here to party. 

"Isn't that Jimin?" Lana says next to you, looking at the same group of guys emerging from the vehicle. You study their faces and realise that it was in fact Jimin, and Tae, and Yoongi, and Hoseok and Jungkook. What the fuck? "Yeah it is. What the hell are they all doing? Wearing suits or some shit?" The guys start walking towards the entrance of the club.

Something overcomes you. You feel like you've been possessed by, well, you don't know exactly. It was definitely the alcohol that had given you the confidence to walk over to the group. You vaguely hear Lana calling out your name but you keep walking towards the boys. Your legs are moving and you don't remember telling them to go. 

"Hey," you call out, unsure who specifically you were aiming at. The guys turn to look at you and immediately they are all confused or shocked, or both. "Y/N?" Jimin says, his eyes wide. "Hey, What are you guys doing? You know there's a line right?" you raise an eyebrow as you realise there is something definitely weird with this lot. Jungkook steps towards you, closing any space between you. He gently holds your arm "just, get back in line." He mumbles sternly, staring down at you. You screw up your face. "Why? You guys are cutting in line, people are gunna be pissed." You say matter-of-factly. 

Jungkook is slowly losing his patience. "Y/N... you need to get back in line," he repeats in the same tone. You stare blankly at him, not moving. Jungkook turns to face the others, "go inside, I'll be there in a sec." The boys hesitate for a moment before approaching the bouncer, Jimin saying something in the bouncer's ear before gaining entry without having to line up or explain themselves. 

Jungkook turns back to you. He takes his large hand and holds one side of your face, making your heart hammer through your chest. You just wanted to melt into his arms. His leans in to the other side of your face, so, so close to you. "If you knew what was good for you, you would listen to me. Get back in the line. Trust me." he says in a low voice. He pulls away from you and without a second glance, enters the club with no trouble. You are left flabbergasted. You pause for a moment before turning back and finding Lana in the line. She is almost at the front of the line now. 

"What the hell was that all about?" she asks.

"No idea."