Wildest Dreams | Taekook

Chapter- 9

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"Let's dance!" Jimin cheered, dragging Mingyu and Jungkook with him, while Mingyu pulled Ken along.

Jungkook nodded, knowing he loved dancing but usually confined to the walls of his room. On the dance floor, he felt like he could lose himself in the music, just like he did when riding his bike. He decided to pretend no one was watching him, raising his hands in the air and loosening his body. Maybe he could blame it on the alcohol later, but for now, he let himself dance.

The loudspeakers blared "Best Friend" by Saweetie feat. Doja Cat, and Jimin started to scream along to the song. Ken, a bit shy, still laughed with them. Jungkook took another shot when a waiter passed by, then joined in the shouting with Jimin and Mingyu.

"I'ma hype her every time, that my motherfuckin' friend!" Jungkook sang, throwing his arms around Mingyu and Jimin.

"When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy. If a bitch get finicky, she gon' bring that energy!" Jimin sang, their voices reaching a fever pitch as they danced wildly, drunk and carefree. Only Ken managed to stay somewhat sober, having drunk less.

"And my main bitch, she my day-one. On my way, bitch, let you get drunk. Let's celebrate 'cause we the baddest in the club," Mingyu shouted, lifting his shirt to reveal his abs, earning cheers from the crowd around them.

"That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch," they all sang together, the energy infectious as they danced and shouted, completely lost in the moment.

Mingyu grabbed a bottle of champagne from a passing waiter and shook it vigorously before popping the cork, spraying everyone around with bubbly. Jimin grabbed Jungkook’s hand, spinning him around as they laughed uncontrollably.

Jungkook took another shot, feeling the burn mix with the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Three of them dancing like there was no tomorrow, creating a mini mosh. Drinks sloshed, laughter echoed, and the music pulsed through their bodies as they let go of all inhibitions.

Jungkook, feeling bolder than ever, grabbed the mic from the DJ and shouted, "Who's ready to party all night?" The crowd roared in response, their energy feeding off his. He tossed the mic back, and the DJ cranked up the volume, the bass thumping so hard it felt like the ground was shaking.

"Let's show them how we do it!" Jimin yelled, taking Jungkook's hand and pulling him back to the dance floor. They formed a circle, other partygoers joining in as they danced like maniacs, jumping and spinning until they were out of breath.

Jungkook couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this alive.

"Who's ready to party all night?" Taehyung looked up with wide eyes when he heard the voice, and the scene took his breath away. There was Jungkook, holding the mic, a wide smile pressed on his face, looking the picture of happiness.

"Let's show them how we do it!" Jimin's voice cut through the music, pulling Jungkook back to the dance floor. Taehyung watched as they formed a circle, Jungkook at the center, dancing with wild abandon.

Taehyung's breath hitched as he saw Jungkook's carefree smile. Jungkook looked living, The usual walls around Jungkook had crumbled, revealing a side of him that Taehyung found irresistibly captivating. Every laugh, every move, every glance Jungkook threw felt like a revelation.

Taehyung found himself drifting closer to the dance floor, drawn by an invisible thread that connected him to Jungkook. He wanted to be part of that energy, to feel the same joy that radiated from Jungkook. But for now, he stayed back, his eyes never leaving Jungkook. Watching him like this, so free and unrestrained, stirred something deep within Taehyung. He realized he wanted to know more about this side of Jungkook.