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❦ Chapter 23 ❦

Jeongguk Pov

"Aaaaam I hoooome?", the nuisance whispered as I unlocked my front door and dragged him behind me, this time a little more gently, just humming a quick No. After I had let go of his wrist, because I had hurt him, Taehyung had jumped on my back and demanded that I should carry him. Just a fucking bit was enough and I would have let him fall to the ground before I would have gone home again, but I could pull myself together. "Now come sleep off your fucking drunkenness", I said with a grim voice, trying to control my anger that grew with every second in which Taehyung got on my nerves with his drunkenness.

When I drank a bottle too much one evening, I became more aggressive and easily provoked. When people got into a fight with me, I often lost my control and didn't even think about rules or the law. I just became dangerous for all the people around me. Taehyung, however, was more of an annoying appendage, crazy for juice and attention. This combination was unbearable, especially when Taehyung clung on me like a fucking koala begging for hugs. In short, Taehyung was a total disaster. Not only sober, but also when he was drunk.

When I noticed no more steps behind me, I sighed out loudly and threw an angry look over my shoulder, as I actually wanted to go to bed and sleep. "Can you just-", I wanted to demand, but I paused when I saw Taehyung leaning against the wall tiredly. His eyes kept closing and his whole face had taken on a red tone. Suddenly his legs, covered in -admittedly- sexy leather trousers, began to tremble. Wasn't he feeling well?, I asked myself and took a step towards him. My anger from earlier was blown away.

I only had a little... worry left about Taehyung.

"I feel-", he muttered and raised his head again to take the next step, but he fell forward like a huhe bag of potatoes. As if it were a reflex, I stretched out my arms to the younger one with big eyes, so he fell against my muscular wide chest. "Hey!", I shouted and shook his shoulder a little to get him back on his feet, but he remained leaning against me. All he gave of himself was a heavy breathing. "If you think that I will fucking carry you again, then you're definitely wrong, little one!", I said with a suddenly soft voice and didn't sound as dominant as before.

Fuck... Taehyung could really make me soft. That was shitty!

"S...S...Sleep, J-Jeongguk.... Please", he begged with a tender voice and buried his face in my T-shirt. Strangely enough, this gesture made me get pretty red and my heart was racing now.

What the hell...?

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Author's note: I can't sleep, so here you have a new update 😂♥️💞

~ ggukstaee 🌺