Intoxicating [VMinkook]

Twenty Five

Pantera - Anitta

There's a variety of things to do at a Friday night; whether it's to go to the movie hangout at Taehyung's place, go clubbing, maybe go on a cute date with someone who you're just not going to last with, or stay in your room while you reflect how fucked up your life is.

There's a lot of options really.

Meanwhile there's only one option that Taemin is doing that involves none of those things; Feeding his alcohol needs by going to a Latin bar that he thankfully found and perhaps later find himself at the movie hangout.

Not like he has high tolerance for alcohol or anything like that, note the sarcasm.

One shot became two and now he's settled with a piña colada to ease himself down with the sweet yet acidic drink. It was really out of no where when he found this place, he was just exploring around the city alone, trying to remember places so he won't be completely lost before finding this place.

It's about to be his favorite place from this entire country.

Yet it seems like he's not the only one who thinks that way.

Someone just so decided that the chair beside him was so inviting because they sat down, not even muttering an excuse me. Taemin was just about to get up and move since he prefers enjoying his alcohol in peace, but the smell of the person's cologne is extremely familiar. He finds himself sitting himself down, the smell sending an odd wave of shivers down Taemin's spine as he continues to drown in the beverage to block it out.

"No es un poco ilegal tú estando aquí y tomando?"

Taemin flashes his fake ID instantly, not the one he used but still one of them, with his fingertips as he continues to sip from his straw before pulling back.

Facing a smug Jimin beside him.

"Mira quien habla, metido. Si me vas a joder la vida, mejor soltarme en banda y ya," Taemin huffs annoyedly, seeing the way Jimin flashes his very believable fake ID before ordering ordering a glass of tequila.

Damn he wants to get shit faced.

"No te haga del importante," Jimin grunts when when he drinks the beverage, "Yo siempre vengo para acá, que casualidad de la vida que tú estás aquí también."

A small scowl cruises Taemin's lips to the irony of this before sipping his drink, "Entonces siéntate en otro lado muchacho! Mira, hay muchos asientos abiertos para tu ir a emborracharte en paz. No tengo deseo de hacer niñera hoy."

"Pero yo se que te encantas mi compañía!"

"Claramente," Taemin retorts sarcastically, sending a dirty look his way, "Hoy no trabajas o que?"

"El trabajo nunca termina," And Jimin leans to his side, amusement clear in his eyes, "Por qué? Quieres comprar?"

There's a moment or two where Taemin didn't respond to this but still kept a stern look on his face. But it took Jimin completely by surprise when he sticked his hand out, waiting.

"Coca."

Now this blew Jimin's eyebrows off his head by how high they went, eyes widen with lips parted in shock. He didn't assume Taemin to be the drug addict type for cocaine or to take in drugs in general, yet who is Jimin to say no to a customer.

So he reaches into his pocket and pulls a small sleeve out, clasping his hand over Taemin's with the drug.

"Por la comida de ayer, te lo doy gratis."

Taemin narrows his eyes and squeezes his hand back, moving closer to his face that even made Jimin slightly panic and move a bit back to the invasion of his space.