One of the last concerts of the tour just ended. Only 2 left now. The boys had went to their own rooms after gathering. I had stayed with Hobi and talked to him for a while. A little drunk, I may have said a few things both about Jimin and Jungkook I shouldn't have said... but I was pretty sure he wasn't gonna remember anything from that conversation anyway.

As the clock reached 3am and the wine was making our heads and eyelids heavy, I decided it would be best to go to sleep. 

"Goodnight Hobi~" I sang to the already sleeping Jhope. 

I then headed to my - this time own - room to get some rest. As I reached my door and grabbed the handle, I noticed the door across from me was open. 

"Whose room is this?" I said and barged into the room without thinking. 

I got my drunk, unsteady body steady as I noticed Jungkook in the corner, wincing and standing just on one leg, just before he noticed me. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" He questioned and placed his lifted foot on the ground.

"Are you okay?" I asked, already feeling sobered up by the sight of Jungkook with messy hair and only in shorts.

"Everything is fine." He said coldly, not looking at me.

"Are you sure?" I said and moved towards him in slow steps, not to stumble.

"Don't." He said, still standing still. 

"Fine, if nothing's wrong then go sit on the couch." I demanded, but he was unbothered.

"See you're not fine." I said with a smug smile, proud that I was right. 

He then started walking to the couch normally, but just before he reached the couch he winced and started limping. I quickly made my way to help him.

"Stay away from me!" He then said harsly and made me flinch. 

What an attitude

I snorted offended and turned around to leave the room with everything spinning around.

"Haru wait..." He said and I immediately did, not actually wanting to leave him now.  

I turned to him with a raised eyebrow and my arms crossed. I tried looking him in his eyes, but his flexed abs drew my eyes, and it was hard not to look.

"Are you drunk?" He then added and I huffed and turned around again.

"I'm sorry!" He then yelled.

"Sorry"? that's a new one

I turned around for the 100 time this evening, struggling to keep my balance as I headed towards him.

"Sit down." He offered calmly and indicated for me to sit on the couch.

"No you sit down!" I huffed, but still sat down as he asked me to. 

A short silence hit as I was starring at his face which was looking everywhere but at me. His surprising words then broke the silence, "I just don't want to seem weak." 

His eyes facing the ground, his fingers fiddling with his rings and his sigh..

"You're not weak Jungkook." I said and leant into him again not thinking before actions.

"Just don't tell anyone please." He sighed.

Who would have thought he has this ?emotional? side of him

"Why not." 

"The pain goes away sooner or later, I don't want them to worry about me." 

"Jungkook when do you ever start worrying about yourself!?" I exclaimed and got up from the couch.

"I've seen this happen to you so many times before on YouTube, please just take care of yourself!!" I yelled suddenly getting angry for some reason. The YouTube thing... that wasn't supposed to come out. Awkward.

I was just about to open my mouth and yell at him again for being too hard on himself, but Jimin's voice behind us cut me off, "What's all this yelling about?" He said and rubbed his eyes. His messy hair and puffed face, revealing he just woke up.

"I think she's drunk." Jungkook said and I turned my face to shoot him with my eyes. 

"What are you even doing in here Haru?" Jimin said, ignoring Jungkook.

"The door was open." I said.

"I think you need to go to bed." Jimin said and grabbed me by the arm, gently pulling me with him.

Jungkook was looking out the window, as Jimin dragged me out of the room. 

I hope he's okay

"You need to get some sleep." Jimin said and kissed my forehead while I was tugged in my bed. 

"You don't need to take care of me like a baby." I pouted.

"Yes I do. I think you and Hobi had a little too much wine.." He chuckled and laid down next to me.

"Go to sleep." He added and started stroking my hair.

"No goodnight kiss~?" I whimpered and pouted my lips.

"Your breath stinks." He chuckled, but stopped as he saw my disappointed face.

He wiped away a strand of hair from my forehead and pecked it a few times making me giggle.

"Now, go to bed Ms. Min." 

"Okay Sir." I smiled. I turned around and tugged into Jimin next to me and fell asleep immediately to his soothing voice singing in my ear.

I rubbed my eyes and turned around, but Jimin was gone.

I thought he would stay with me tonight...

I looked at the alarm clock and it said 5am. I felt a sudden urge not to be alone and got up from the bed. As I got up and wrapped the blanket around my almost naked body, my head started throbbing. 

"I could use a few shots now." I said to myself and laughed, obviously still drunk. 

Lightheaded and sleepy I went out of my room. I gazed only a few seconds at the door in front of me before entering Jungkook's room. 

"Jungkook?" I said aloud, ignoring the fact that he was probably asleep, "Jungkook~?" I repeated and made my way to his bed.

It was dark, but I could sense a figure rubbing his eyes.

"I couldn't sleep." I kind of lied and made my way to the bedside.

"Why? Did Jimin fuck you too hard?" He said a disgust in his voice showing. He probably expected a reaction from me, but I was too drowsy to get mad.

"Not really. Can I sleep here?" I answered and sensed his head lifting from the pillow in confusion. 

"Please?" I pushed and he lifted the blanket and let me tug into the bed. 

I made myself comfy, but felt like something was missing. I moved a bit and tugged into his bare chest, feeling him tense at the touch. My back was resting against his chest and my eyes pointing out at the dark room. 

"Why couldn't you just be like in my dreams?" I mumbled drunkly.

"How am I in your dreams?" Jungkook asked with a raspy, curious voice after a moment of silence.

I smiled, "My boyfriend." 

I turned my head to look in his eyes, even though it was too dark to see. 

I felt his silent chuckle by the warm breath on my cheek and soon after his lips on my forehead. His arm made its way to wrap around me and I felt his muscles tighten. The warmth I felt inside of me at that moment was nothing compared to anything else. This was real life. Not a dream. 
My smile faded a bit as I knew this was too good to be true.

"I hate loving you." I mumbled, giving myself away but falling asleep just after.

au.n.
but what about that promise 'focus on Jimin'?🙄