His obsession

*7*

Taehyung was quick on his feet ,dropped his phone and made big strides towards Junkook. Carefully he took Seojoon's arm around his shoulder to guide him further to the bed. "How many did he have?"

He asked first after the males passed out frame lowered on the mattress. Junkook looked at Taehyung biting his lips with worry "Not sure i guess enough to make him black out."

"Shit I was supposed to be here for him today."

It must be a familiar ritual for Seojoon to drink till he passed out.

Taehyung didn't have to tell him, Junkook already knew and somehow it made him feel worse.

"He passed out, I saw him stumble his way trough the house."

"Damn, sorry you had to deal with this."

Taehyung sighed.

Junkook cowered his head, he felt his palms getting sweaty. Since when was lying this easy. "It's okay-"

"No really, Thanks man if you weren't there, shit fuck knows he could have fallen down the damn stairs and broke his neck."

"You don't have to t-thank me." Junkook stuttered, obviously he felt guilty being met with Taehyung so abruptly and in this situation where he was most certainly not at the right place at the right time on coincidence.

He shouldn't be taking grant, but he also had never had Kim Taehyung be thankful for him, looking at him with smiling gratifying eyes like he was some hero who saved his best friend.

Somehow all of their encounters so far had been moments to remember.

Taehyung had made his way to a small cabinet inside a desk and opened it, revealing a small build in fridge. Fridge full of sodas, cold beverages and indeed liquor. He reached for a sack of ice cubes and found a small cloth on the desk.

Took a few cubes into his palm, put it between the fabric then folded it shut.

"Helps with unconsciousness."

It doesn't. Junkook should know, he's gotten a 98 with the safety drugs/alcohol test. It wasn't obligated for your grade so he doubted Taehyung had took it.

Nothing helps alcohol, yes not even coffee.

However it may help seojoon's sweaty burning body.

Junkook glanced at the few droplets of sweat escaping the males hairline. Taehyung sat down next to the passed out figure and softly put the cloth on his forehead. "You know, Junkook. You're quite cool." He said patting the sweat away.

Junkook really shouldn't be as embarrassingly blushing as he is at this moment. It shouldn't be too big of a deal to be called 'cool' by Kim Taehyung.

Then again his face got more red, hands clammy and suddenly he forgot to speak and form coherent sentences, "Yeah, I- t-Thankyou, I- I try."

Yeah Junkook was a little confused on why that was even a compliment ,to be a 'cool' person. He never viewed himself as one to want to be cool, they even had this saying with Jimin. 'Rather be dead than cool'. He himself came up with it, heard it first in the song, stay away by Nirvana.

Whatever, he's probably thinking about this too much. Overthinking is something else he's familiar with, for some reason his mind has to repeat the same thing a million times before it absorbs it.

Very much annoying when you're talking to someone or being told something and seem zoned out, uninterested and many see it as cockiness or rude.

Junkook's had his fair share of people he didn't necessarily talk to yet had to face at school, outside who told him he was intimidating, or unapproachable just because he had something called anxiety.