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|Drink After Drink|

Taehyungiee💚
Good morning.
Will you come to school?
Read 7:12 am

Taehyungiee💚
Are you okay now?
Read 7:30 am

Taehyungiee💚
You didn't come to sit with us at recess...
Read 10:46 am

Taehyungiee💚
Taetae needs Kookie :((
Read 12:00 nn

Kook💛
i don't feel like going to school. i'll see you in two days?

Taehyungiee💚
Why in two days? ;---;
Are you going somewhere?

Kook💛
just wanted to skip.
no more questions.

Taehyungiee💚
Can I skip with you??

Kook💛
no.

Taehyungiee💚
Why?! 😭

Kook💛
because i said so

Taehyungiee💚
Fine

I'll see you in two days.
Read 12:56 nn

Jungkook sighed as he kept his phone in the front pocket of his pants. It's been two days since he told Taehyung that he'd come to school.

He didn't feel like going to school right now. Especially that he wasn't ready to meet Taehyung after bawling his eyes out last night. Not thinking about it that much, he decided to arrange a meeting with Yugyeom at the arcade. Arcades were the only places he really wanted to go besides from clubs and stuff.

Wearing a black leather jacket over a white v-neck t-shirt accompanied by a pair of skinny ripped jeans, he now contemplates on what shoes to wear.

“Should I wear Converse or Timberlands?“ The boy mutters quietly, eyeing the piece of footwear with such focus. In the end, his love for Timberlands won over.

He struts down the hallway towards the staircase. That meant passing through his parents' bedroom. Muffled cries came from the other side as the male slowly stopped his tracks. Someone was cryingㅡ most likely his mother once again and his father comforted her as always.

Jungkook was right. He open the door slightly, hoping it wouldn't make too much noise and peeped into the room. His mother covered her face as sobs resonated throughout the dimly lit room.

“H-he will never le-leave us alone!“ She wailed as his father cooed. “It'll be alright. I won't let him lay a finger on you and the children,“ the king says and places his calloused hands above her soft ones.

“Junyoung! What about him? He could be after our son any minute!“ Aera cries as the thought of her oldest son being in the hands of someone they've been trying to erase from their minds. Jungkook's breath hitched. Not again. They shouldn't bring him up again.

I thought he was rotting in jail?!

And Junyoung-hyung? He's perfectly happy with his new fucking life.

His mood turns sour as he continued to get away from all the problems he was trying not to resurface. A frown was etched on his lips once his phone began vibrating. “Yugyeom...“ He starts off.

Yah! I've been waiting here for at least thirty minutes now. Get your ass out of the house dude,“ A very pissed Yugyeom says through the phone. While Yugyeom continued to ramble about how lazy Jungkook is, the Caeruleus prince clicks his tongue in annoyance and hung up.

Yugyeom Mah Boi
What the fuck bro?

Jjk
the connection was crap
i'm changing plans btw
go be with jackson or smth

Yugyeom Mah Boi
Istg jungkook why do you do this to me?

Jjk
bc ur mah boi
mah bro
#bromance

Yugyeom Mah Boi
I don't know you
Get out of my sight ;-----;

Jjk
Huehuehue

The black haired male takes his keys and drives off to one of his favorite bars. He didn't want to visit the strip club right now, it annoys him. Jungkook sighed as he commented to himself at how he's getting annoyed by every single thing he thinks about.

Maybe a pretty yet hot honey blonde prince was an exception.

He remembers the soft voice that sang him to sleep, such a complete bliss. Brown hues meeting his own. “I really should stop reminiscing things,“ he says and increased the speed.

It took him only five minutes or so before he could sit down and chug a shot of vodka down his throat. The substance made his throat burn but it felt better than the pain in his heart. Drink after drink, he's slowly drowning in his own sorrows.

Drink after drink, he actually thought the alcohol buzzing in his system would make him forget, not remember. He wasn't forgetting anything at all.

It hurts

Jungkook was borderline drunk when he received another call. “Jungkook? It's hyung,“ the caller says and Jungkook slams down the shot glass he was holding. Thank god it didn't break. He wouldn't want to add more to pay. “Jeon Junyoung the asshole wh-who..hic! Left me to become heir while h-he got married i-in anot-ther contry?“ he giggled.

You could hear his brother tense up at his words. “H-hic! Oh I remember you~“ Jungkook continues.

Have you been drinking?

“Only this drink that's not water but looks like water.“

Jungkook.

“Y-yes? Hic!“

Where are you?“ His older brother sighs, very worried for his underaged brother geting himself wasted. Jungkook sips on his glass of a newly ordered whiskey. “D-dunno hyung! But there's a lot of glasses and drinks here hahaha~" He replies.

Hang on. I'll call Jimin to pick you up. I'll be ending the ca-

Jungkook jolts up and frantically replies. “D-don't leave me hyung! Iㅡi'm all a-alone,“ he cries softly into the phone. His hands shook and voice cracked as he continued to beg. The mask was falling off once more. He didn't like that.

“I'mㅡi'm scared hyung.“

Don't leave me!

Junyoung stayed calm, muttering a few reassuring words as he motioned for his wife to get his other phone and texted Jimin. Jungkook stopped crying and slowly placed his head above his arms over the table. “...tired,“ he mutters as sleep slowly consumed him.

Park Jimin, you better get there fast.

----

Jimin immediately stood up after receiving a call from Junyoung. Awhile ago, he was in the dance room with Hoseok because they had a talent show for the school's festival in three weeks.

“Seriously Jungkook drinking in the afternoon,“ he mutters.
Hoseok gave him a worried look after he heard Jimin's explanation. “I'll go pick him up. Let's practice later okay hyung?“ Jimin says and exits the room.

As he was walking down the hall, a bubbly Taehyung appeared. “Jiminie! I thought you were practicing?“ The boy asks, tilting his head to the side.

“Well that was before I knew Jungkook was drinking his ass off.“

“Jimin, do you mind if I come with you?“

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Okay this chapter was crappy ;---;
I'm also conducting a survey.

Top Tae or Top Kook? Comment your answers plzz




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