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I got startled once Jungkook's phone finally rang.
"I'm here" Taehyung's deep voice spoke into my ear and a wave of relief washed over me. I didn't know why but for some reason I thought he was gonna bail on us.
I told him where to find us and in no time the door to Yoongi's bathroom was pushed open and a tired looking Taehyung was standing in front of us, car keys in hand, taking in the scene in front of his eyes, his expression unreadable.
I looked him over for a moment and had to hold back a grin at his randomly thrown together attire. Messy silver hair, no jewelry this time but his usual worn in black leather jacket pulled over a t-shirt and sweatpants, bright yellow socks with dogs on them and gucci flip flops.
Taehyung glanced at the sleeping boy on my shoulder, Jungkook, and the other one that was still leaning over the toilet whose back I was gently stroking, Jimin.
Our eye contact lasted a few seconds before he stepped forward and kneeled down beside Jimin.
"How long has he been like this?" he asked me and I had to tear my eyes away from him first to give a proper answer. The vibe between us was still very awkward.
"About an hour now."
"And this one?" he asked, pointing to Jungkook with a frown.
"Oh he's just sleeping. Drank too much. Other than that he's fine" I assured him, sweeping some of Jungkook's sweaty raven hair back to expose his forehead.
"Okay" Taehyung nodded. "I think it's best if we get both of them home"
"Agreed" I nodded my head. Our eyes met again but we both quickly looked away. Why did this have to be so weird.
"I don't think Jimin has it in him to walk though" I cleared my throat.
"That's okay, I can carry him" Taehyung mumbled. "Do you think you can handle, Jeon?"
I nudged Jungkook in the hopes of waking him up. He let out a loud groan but didn't open his eyes. Instead he snaked one hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, nuzzling his head into my neck. My cheeks immediately tinted a bright red. I tried removing his arm but had no success.
"Hey, Jungkook!" I spoke into his ear, shaking him. "Wake up, Kookie"
"Get away from him" Taehyung interrupted. "I'll handle it. You get Jimin ready, make sure he's done throwing up"
"Um.." I hesitantly pointed to Jungkook's iron grip on my waist. "I can't"
Taehyung bent down and, unlike me, seemed to have no difficulty pulling Jungkook's arms of steel away from my waist, finally freeing me.
