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twenty-one

"son of a motherfucking bitch i fucked up real bad." jimin was crying on the floor.

"watch your goddamn mouth child," jin hissed from the kitchen, making breakfast for the three hung over boys, taehyung and jeongguk still sleeping.

"but hyung i fucking drunk texted yoongi last night," jimin whined. "he knows im a kinky drunk now!"

seokjin stifled his laughter. "well no one forced you to text him while you were drunk-"

"hyuuungg you're not helping!"

"fine," seokjin sighed. "just apologize to him. im pretty sure he's had his fair share of drunk messages from fans. and it's not like he doesn't get drunk himself."

jimin groaned and whipped out his phone, almost dropping it in the process. he sighed dramatically and groaned again.

"jimin stop making all that noise and just text him already smh."

jimin took a deep breath and went to his instagram. he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. he was getting extremely nervous, his hands were slightly shaking, palms sweaty.

etherealyoongi:
im really sorry about
last night

etherealyoongi:
i got kinda carried away
and drunk a bit too much
im sorry i understand if you
wouldn't want to talk to me
anymore.

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