𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱? || 𝗷𝗷𝗸 + 𝗽𝗷𝗺 (hautius)

𝑫𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌

By the time the party ended Jimin was drunk. Completely drunk. And his phone was dead, and, so was mine. I knew for a fact nobody at the party was suitable to take care of Jimin, considering, most of them are men.

Horny ones may I add.

But instead, of being insane like I thought he'd be, Jimin just became the most, innocent, hyper, bubbly person ever. If I didn't give him the attention he'd start to cry.

Like a child.

I ran my hands through my hair, as I kept a close eye on Jimin, we had to leave, so I went behind him, "come on Hyung. We need to leave."

He whined, "on-one m-more.. drink." He slurred, as I picked him up, "no more drinks.".

He whined and pouted, "I said no." Jimin pouted, as everyone left, I placed Jimin in my car, "alright, I doubt you even remember your address." He just hummed in response, before shifting around, "c-can I sit o-on y-your l-lap?" My cheeks flushed, "n-no. It's dangerous. Especially while I drive." He pouted before I looked at his eyes.

Tears threatened to fall.

"Jimin... d-don't cry." My voice was soft, as he started crying, shit. He's so sensitive. I picked him up and placed him on my lap, "there, p-please don't cry..." I wiped his tears and cupped his face.

He looked at me, his eyes glistening with tears, "shhh, it's okay..." it took a while before he calmed down, and just sat in my lap.

I hummed and started driving home, I knew my sister would be waiting with a knife, ready to kill me, for taking her dress and going into her room

My breathing became heavy, once I parked, I picked Jimin up, and opened the door, before I sprinted to my room, and locked the door behind me, Jimin was just focused on trying to touch my face, "Jesus, you're like a child." I placed him down on my bed, and I turned away for a second.

A SECOND.

And he started crying, he needed all of my attention, "Hey, hey, hey... it's okay..." I hugged him, "I'm just going to change. Okay?" He sniffled and hugged me back, not wanting to let go. "Jimin... I'll be back, I'm just going to change." Eventually, I got him to stop clinging to me.

Quickly, I change into something comfortable.

"Ko-kookie... change..." Jimin hugged me from behind, as I hummed, "here." I gave him a hoodie, but I think I knew, that he was too drunk.

He looked at me, "p-please h-help." My cheeks flushed, as I knew I had help loosen the dress and undo the strings from the side, "I thank God, you, won't remember this...".

My cheeks turned bright red, as I quickly undressed him and dressed him, into a hoodie.