"Do you want another one?" Jihyo asked.

"Oh no. I'm good thank you. I'm driving tonight remember?"

"I can drive you if you want. You can drink and I'll take care of you. It's only fair since you've done it for me."

"I'm not much of a drinker." He finally said. Which in reality he didn't mind drinking. He just didn't know if he'd say something stupid while being drunk.

"Gotcha. Well, I won't drink anymore either. Being wasted is not that fun either way. Want to go dance instead?"

"Yes. Sure."

Yoongi rolled his eyes for the third time. He wasn't trying to eavesdrop on the conversation he just couldn't help it.

When Jungkook found out a college party was happening he made sure to tag along. He knew Jimin would be there because he had told him about it.

Until now they hadn't encounter paths yet. He was simply in the corner drinking the majority of the beer.

"Want a taste?" Jungkook asked interrupting his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw a pretty brunette with a bloody neck. "I'm good. I fed before coming here." He said looking back at the dance floor.

Jihyo was surprisingly too close to Jimin. All of their body parts were touching and it was really infuriating him.

The thought of snapping her neck in two crossed his mind...more than once. However, he was trying to be a better person. For Jimin and for himself. Now that he had his emotions back he needed to figure out how to control them exactly.

"What's wrong with you? You're turning into Namjoon now. You're my wild friend. The one I do stupid shit with."

"I'm just really not hungry right now."

Jungkook rolled his eyes and handed the girl to him. She had a scared confused expression. "Hey! Where are you going? You have to heal—okay fine."

Yoongi looked at the girl and forced a smiled to which she gasped terrified. "Alright then. I'm nowhere near as scary as him. Let me see," he mumbled to himself.

The first thing he spotted was a blue tablecloth nearby. He snatched it off the table without dropping a single item and pressed it against her neck.

"It should stop bleeding in a few minutes. Maybe. Hopefully. Just press it really tight. Here I'm going to cut it and make a cute little scarf out of it. You're under no circumstance to take it off. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head slowly and he ripped the cloth then wrapped it around her neck. "Make sure to apply pressure until it stops bleeding. When you get home disinfect it and wear a scarf until it goes away. Understood?"

Once again she nodded. Yoongi patted her back and continued to walk. Next thing he knew Jimin was no longer in the dance floor.

Shit.

"Hey! Have some fun. You're usually the bold one at parties." Jin said out loud.

"I really think we should be sleeping instead of being here." Taehyung mumbled.

"Don't be that way. We're finally on break let us enjoy ourselves."

"Oh yeah. I'm enjoying being in this sweaty place filled with drunks that are too horny to keep it in their pants."

Jin tried to hold his laughter, but ended up laughing either way. Taehyung's cheeks turned bright red. "Okay. Laugh at me then."

"I'm sorry. You're just being so uptight tonight. This isn't like you."

"I can say the same about you." He mumbled. Jin would be panicking about being here. In fact, he would've never dragged Taehyung into this. Ever.

That only proved Taehyung's suspicion to be right. That tall guy was messing with his head. He wasn't thinking clearly. What the hell was he doing to his best friend?

"What? I didn't hear you the music is very loud."

"Nothing. Forget it." He replied resting his elbows on the kitchen table. He'd much rather be sleeping in bed than being in a kitchen filled with strangers.

Although spending time with Jin was the best feeling in the world lately he felt like he was alone when being with him.

Maybe it was because he was used to his attention being fully on him. It's not that Taehyung wasn't happy that Jin was happy.

It was simply complicated because his happiness was making him feel like dying. Considering he had completely and utterly fell in love with him over the course of two years of friendship.

He fell in love with him too hard. More than he should've. He never told him to not ruin his friendship. Mainly he was scared of rejection since Jin hadn't never openly admitted to liking boys.

That's why when he dated Rosé he was content with that decision. He knew their love wasn't possible therefore it didn't make it as hard for him.

Now that he had seen him kiss that boy and random hickeys appearing on his body it drove him mad. Their love wasn't impossible. Jin simply didn't want it and that hurt.

"Come on. Enjoy yourself please?" He asked with a smile.

Taehyung kept a frown on his face unable to feel better. Jin suddenly reached over and grabbed his face pinching his cheeks softly.

"Want a drink?"

Taehyung nodded his head mesmerized at his touch. Jin grinned feeling accomplished. When he turned around to get the drink he pulled out his phone.

"Hey, I'll be right back. Okay?" He told Taehyung after pouring him a drink.

"Where are you going?"

"The bathroom. It won't be long."

Taehyung agreed even though he knew this was a lie. He had seen Jin smile at his phone and it was obvious it was the tall dude.

Why was Jin hiding their relationship?

He decided to follow him without getting caught. Next thing he knew Jin was going down the hallway. He slowly approached him behind and heard noises.

Kisses to be exact.

When his eyes landed on them kissing he clenched his fists furiously. Jin then pulled away and held his hand leading him.

Taehyung quickly pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of him before he disappeared. He would need the image to get some information on him.

On the way back to the kitchen he stepped on a shoe by accident. "I'm so sorry." He apologized to the short girl.

"It's all good." She replied with a smile.

Jimin quickly kneeled over to wipe her shoe off, but she stopped him. "It's okay silly. How about you walk me to the bathroom instead? I don't want to lose you." She said wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Okay. Let's go. I wouldn't want to lose you either." He smiled in return.

They headed to the nearest bathroom holding hands the whole time. When they arrived she knocked to make sure it was empty and then opened the door.

"Make sure the seat is clean. I don't want want you to sit on something nasty. In fact let me—"

"Jimin. It's okay. I got it. I'm not nearly as tipsy as I was the last time." She giggled.

Jimin nodded, "Okay you're right. I'll be right here."

As soon as she closed the door Yoongi sighed loudly. "Yikes. Your girlfriend has you whipped doesn't she?"

Jimin gasped turning around. He immediately grew nervous. Ever since he started wearing the bracelet he thought of him all the time.

He had been wanting to see him, but now that he was right there in front he wanted to hide. Yoongi wore all black. His shirt was buttoned down exposing his pale chest.

There was a choker around his neck with a black jewel hanging from it. His messy black hair was un combed and perfectly beautiful as usual.

"What's the matter? Why so nervous?" He asked titling his head to the side.

"I—I'm not nervous."

"Really? I can hear your heart and it's beating pretty fast." He mumbled bringing his finger to his own lips.

Jimin gulped anxiously. The rings on his hands didn't make it any easier for him. The way his finger was brushing against his lips made it very seductive.

It's not that Yoongi was trying to be seductive. He just had that in him. Very handsome, no fucks attitude, and the bad boy style. It was inevitable to not feel something.

"You...you startled me. What are you doing here?" He asked with a red face.

"College parties equals Jungkook coming. I have to babysit him. Sort of. He can get a little...carried away."

Jimin bit the inside of his lip, "Oh. Okay." He replied a bit disappointed. Why did he think Yoongi was only here because of him?

"I also knew you were here so...I wanted to say hey." He added clearing his throat at the end. To be as old as he was he didn't expect to get that nervous around a human.

"Ahhh. Okay. Nice." He awkwardly smiled.

"I really hope she's making you happy." He said out of nowhere.

Jimin stopped smiling, "Oh...uhh...what's that all about?"

"I don't know. I saw you dancing with her and hugging her. She's really nice. I just...want you to be happy."

"Well she—"

"She's coming. I should probably...." he whispered stepping back.

Jimin nodded, "Oh okay. Yeah. Okay bye." He said flustered.

Jihyo opened the door and wiped her damp hands on her sides. "Alrighty. All done." She grinned.

"Nice. Do you want to—?"

"Want to see something?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"Yes."

Jihyo took his hand and lead him up the stairs. Yoongi couldn't help himself and followed them behind.

When he saw them entering a room he instantly panicked. He slowly made his way there and paid close attention to everything that was being said.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time." She whispered getting on her tippy toes and kissing him. "I've been to shy to try again," she added.

"Y-yeah?" Jimin replied nervously.

"Yes...do you...do want to...?" She asked as she unzipped her skirt.

Yoongi inhaled sharply. He didn't think he could stand this. The night had taken a dark turn real quick.