Strings | Jikook |

9

"Better days"

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The drunk boy simply stumbled his way through the dark park that was slightly light up with street lamps. As the alcohol filled his system he wasn't aware exactly where his feet dragged him.

With his blurry vision and fogged mind Jungkook spotted a man sitting far in the park. Feeling the need of some presence or satisfaction he swayed over to the bench he sat on.

Sitting besides the man on the bench Jungkook could hear them turn to face him, but he just closed his eyes and sighed.

"Are you drunk?," The stranger questioned him.

"Hmm... yeah only a little." Jungkook merely laughed out.

"Would you like me to call you a taxi?,"

Shaking his head Jungkook only smiled to himself, "No, but you could do me a fave stranger."

"And what would that be?," The voice now sounded somewhat familiar, but Jungkook didn't pay much mind to it.

Now slightly opening his eyes Jungkook looked over to the handsome man. He looked familiar for sure, but Jungkook could care less as he grabbed the others neck and pulled him closer.

Their lips connected.

But only for a second before Jungkook felt his chest being slammed with what one could assume was a fist. Soon enough his body collided with the floor and he let out a "shit" before rubbing his back.

"Jungkook- I was trying to be nice, but you are a fucking mess." The other sighed in disbelief.

"Yah! Who are you to tell me that!" He drunkenly shouted at the man.

"A concerned citizen, I can't believe Jimin ever liked you." The man snickered.

Jungkook still loopy frowned. "How do you know me and Jimin- especially that he liked me!"

"Kim Seokjin," Jin reached out to help Jungkook properly stand as he still sat on the floor. "I'm Jimin's friend. Come on let me get you a taxi"

"Ohhh handsome man from the cafe." He drunkenly mumbled and nodded.

Holding up Jungkook's body as the younger had his arm tightly tossed around his neck Jin sighed, "Why on earth are you drinking this late alone, you could been with a criminal idiot."

With a big pout on his face Jungkook said sloppily, "He made me mad,"

"Who?" Jin asked with a puzzled look as he dragged the boy to a bench near the road.

"Chim... mmm he looked pretty, but i got mad" Jungkook mumbled before he leaned against Jin's body and fluttered his eyes closed.

"Idiot," The older simply sighs and calls a taxi nearby to send Jungkook home. However, he didn't know exactly where he lives.

Groaning out of frustration Jin rubbed his temples trying to think of a solution.

A. Call Jimin and ask, but that sounded like a bomb ready to tick.

B. Leave him here on the bench... possibly have him murdered so no.