Thoughts. (BTS Sope)

098.

The Champaign bottle was gone and the whiskey was half empty. Hoseok had drank most of the bottles. He was pretty much wasted.

"Waiter! Bring me a double shot!"

It was the fith shot he had taken.

"Hoseok, please stop."

I put my hand on his shoulder.
He looked at me for a moment then grabbed my hand and tossed it away from him.

"Don't tell me what do to."

He whispered really close to my face.

"Yoon, let's go dance."

I nodded at Jungkook. The three of us got up. I had never wanted to be away from Hoseok except for today.
The music was so loud and the heat of other people's bodies was a bit uncomfortable but I decided to forget about all of that and just dance.
There was a soft tap on my shoulder. I turned around.

"Jimin!"

"Never thought i would find you here!"

I laughed.

"Why not!"

"You never really liked parties!"

I shrugged.

"Only sometimes!"

He smiled and nodded.

"These are my friends, Jungkook and Taehyung!"

They greeted eachother.

"Where are you guys sitting!?"

I pointed at our table.

"Wow, that's the most expensive table!"

I shrugged again.
Hoseok isn't there.
I looked around and couldn't find him anywhere.
Suddenly there was an arm round my waist.

"What is this little bitch doing here?"

"Hoseok!"

Without saying anything Hoseok spilled the cup of red wine onto Jimin's white shirt.

"What the fuck!?"

I pushed Hoseok away and grabbed Jimin's hand.

"What's wrong with you!?"