𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐬 || 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐧✔️

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Jimin's POV

"Jin hyung! Get back here!"I'm trying my best to navigate the throngs of people on the dance floor, but he's already vanished into the crowd. He's like a slippery eel, impossible to pin down. 

He's drunk! I'm responsible for him while Yoongi hyung and Tae went to his place to tidy up so we can all crash there comfortably - the five of us, including Hoseok. 

Yes, they picked Hoseok up.Who's going to help Jin get changed if not him? I mean, come on. 

"Hyung! Yah, hyung!" 

Where did he go now? 

He only had a few drinks, and now he's completely out of it. I swear his tolerance is ridiculously low as fuck. Now I understand why Hoseok was so adamant about not letting him drink. 

My eyes scan the crowd frantically, and when I finally spot him, I gasp at the scene unfolding before me. 

"Hyung! Get back here right now!" 

He can't hear me over the deafening music. Even if he could, he's too drunk to understand anything I'm saying. I can't let him grind on some stranger. Taehyung is going to kill me! 

So I do what I have to do and pull him away from the man. 

"Hey! Get in line. I had him first." The guy said when I successfully pulled Jin hyung to my side. He looks like he's ready to brawl, his face flushed with anger and alcohol.

I ignore him. This is a recipe for disaster. I'm not in the mood for a drunken fight. Fuck all these drunk people. 

Suddenly, I'm yanked back by a strong pull. 

"I fucking said get in line! Are you wishing for death or something? Did a dog bite your drums?" 

"I only remember a dog barking right in my face right now." He growls, his fists clenched. 

His hand is already in the air, but I catch it before it can connect. These people really love messing with Park Jimin. 

"Let go you fuck face!" he barks at me again. One of my hands is grabbing his arm while my other hand intertwines with Jin's so that he won't move any further from my side. 

"You're acting all strong, honey. Too bad you're weaker than me. All buff but then boohoo too weak." 

"You're talking now, small guy? Who you gonna call? Your daddy?" 

The music suddenly stops the moment he spits those words at me. The crowd backs further away from us, having all attention on us. I just smirk somehow because I'm not the one to shame. 

"My daddy? Oh yes. That would be better. But. Don't underestimate this small guy because he sucks dick like a champ and also can break your dick in just milliseconds," I throw his hand down and turn around. Giving him a chance to live, but all that goes to hell when he decides to grab Jin hyung, which makes me turn to him again and let him have his medicine by getting a tight grip on his wrist and kicking him right in the middle. 

The air crackles with tension as everyone gasps in shock. The music, which had been throbbing through the club, seems to fade into the background, replaced by the sound of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. 

Reactions don't give me the wow anymore. Rather, they keep my ego high on this. I'm used to the shock and awe, the fear that I inspire. He's down on the ground, wailing. His face contorts in pain, his hands clutching at his stomach. 

"Jiminieee~ Noo don't do that to the pooooor guyyy," Jin hyung, who's still safe beside me, whines with a pout on his face.

"He's a bad guy, hyung. Let's go home now."