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Jungkook - drink

"Woah be careful!" Jungkook held your body as he prevented you from almost tripping. Your arm was wrapped around his shoulder while he helped you walk. You groaned, putting your weight completely under jungkooks hold. You let out a weak chuckle. "I can walk by myself."

He rolled his eyes, almost dragging your body. "We're almost at the car. Stop talking nonsense."

You didn't listen. You kept saying whatever was the first thing you thought. You felt hyper and alive, but at the same time sleepy and tired. A few hours ago you were enjoying the party that was being held by your friends but now here you are outside in the parking lot all messed up.

"—why did titanic have to be so sad! Jack didn't have to die!" You whined and cried. Jungkook looked at you with a weird look on and sighed. "You really are drunk."

Chuckling, you tapped his nose with your index finger. "No I'm not." You spoke in a draggy voice before letting out a hiccup.

All he did was scoff until you both reached the car. Jungkook placed his hand inside his pocket looking for something. He checked the pocket in his jacket and also felt nothing. His eyes widened.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Turning your head towards him, you laughed. "I didn't say a joke."

"It's not that." He said before placing you down on the ground. You sat with crossed legs. You leaned your back against the car door and looked up. "I can't believe I lost the keys." He mumbled unable for you to hear. He scratched his head in frustration not knowing what to do now.

You were strangely smelling a stick you found on the ground. "Can we go back to the party—"

"No." He cut you off. His hands were placed on his waist, he looked frustrated. "Look at you. If we go back there you'll just get worse." He got his phone and tried opening it. But the low battery sign was all that was visible on the screen.

You wanted to chuckle, but felt too weak to so it sounded like you just breath out. "It's better like that."

Your statement made Jungkook look at you. You rubbed your hands together in the chilly night while he spoke. "What do you mean?" He asked.

Eyes half open, you placed your index finger close to your mouth. "Shh. It's a secret." You pointed at the space across from you, where another persons car was parked. "Sit there."

Jungkook followed you obediently and sat down on the concrete ground with crossed legs mimicking your position. He honestly found this weird. Talking to his drunk friend in the middle of the night on a parking lot.

The first few minutes was silence. Neither of you spoke. Mostly because he was waiting for you to speak. He was prepared for you to talk about something that wasn't important. Maybe your day at school today? Well, you were drunk anyways.

"Hey you." You finally spoke, staring at him. "You know jungkook, right?"

Jungkook was caught of guard at your statement. But decided to not react. "Yes. I know him." He replied. He noticed the sadness in your eyes. He leaned forward a little bit. "Why?" He spoke softly in the silent night.

"I hate him." You pouted, your eyes glassy. "But I don't at the same time."

His eyebrows crashed. He wondered if he had done something to you that he wasn't aware of. "And whys that?" He stared at you.

"He's always with this girl. Sometimes when I try to talk to him that girl always shows up!" You threw your hands around like a spoiled kid. "He rarely notices me..." A tear rolled down your cheek.

His eyes widened. You actually paid attention to him?

"Maybe that girl is just his friend." He said. "And maybe that girl is also just a friend to him." He tried his best not to smile. You shot your head up. "I don't think so."

"Though I want to hate him, I hate him more because I can't hate him."

It was silent again.

You chuckled. "I don't hate him. Because he also reminded me of what butterflies feel like." You hiccuped. "What it feels like to smile for no reason. What it feels like to be happy."

"You know I try so hard. But in the end I'm the only one comforting myself. Sad right?" You bitterly smiled. Jungkook was at loss for words. Were you lying or were you telling the truth?

"But it also makes me sad whenever I think of him. Because I know he doesn't feels the same." You looked down. By this time you were sobbing, feeling empty. He stared at you. Your eyes shined under the moonlight. He knew no matter what state your were in, you still, looked so beautiful.

Sighing, you threw the stick as hard as you could. "He's such a jerk. But I still love him." You shook your head continuously.

"You." It was almost like he forgot how to speak. "You love me?" He pointed at you. You laughed and shook your head. "No you silly. I love jungkook."

That's when he remembered. Oh yeah, you were drunk.

"I'm not lying." You said slowly, looking down. "I really do love him." A tear rolled down your cheek.

He looked at you. Hiding his smile once again. "What would you do..." He paused. "If jungkook also had feelings for you but kept it secret as well?"

You quickly looked up. "That would be nice..." You let out a small smile looking at the ground once again. For some reason jungkook felt like you weren't lying. Neither of you spoke for a long while.

You were looking down the entire time. "You probably won't remember this..." He looked straight into your eyes. "But let me tell you, that jungkook feels the same way." He said before leaning towards you.

"Wha—"

You got cut off as jungkooks lips touched yours.

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Exams are not done yet but i found some time to write! Hope you guys liked it!

Story time:
I was in class one time and my friends do this thing where they make fun of this one teachers pronunciation. We were having class with that teacher and she miss pronounced a word making it sound like she was cursing. My seat mate beside me wheezed so hard and whenever i hear a wheeze i always laugh. My friends were all laughing but for some reason didn't get caught. i let out a smile and got scolded by the teacher while the people beside me were secretly dying of laughter. Life is unfair.