Chapter 1
Jungkooks pov.
As i sat behind my desk studying in my room, i hear my bestfriend jin start to move around. But i ignore him since i knew he wanted attention, but the more i tried to focus. The more he continued to pester, and it was really getting on my nerves. He comes over to my side, dropping his chin on my shoulder. I turn my head to see him have a pout on his lips, i just roll my eyes at him. My mind filling with images of me smacking jins head, that brought a half smile to my face.
"Yah what are you smiling about." Jin mumbles onto my shoulder, i could feel his jaw flexing as he talked.
"None of your business, now what do you want." I say, flicking him on the forehead. His head shoots away, and he rubs the spot i flicked. Sending me a death glare, but i just brush it off.
"Respect your elders, now i just wanted you ask you if you wanted to go to a party joon invited me to." He says excited, as though he forgot i just flicked him on the forehead. I turn away, focusing back down on my paper. All the equations giving me a headache, and at that moment. Going out to a party didn't seem bad, hell i deserved some kind of reward. So i look back over at jin, knowing i would get drunk as hell. God how much i loved getting wasted, on days i needed it.
"Fine, lets go." I say getting up from my chair, stretching out with a groan. Feeling all my muscles loosen, and relief flooding my senses. Jin squeals, and comes over to envelops me in a hug.
"Thank you kookie, my best friend."
I just hug him back.
"Spare me." I say, pulling back. And i turn away, shutting my notebook. Keeping the pen in place, so when i returned i could just pick off. Where i ended, and at that moment the back of my head was met with a the heel of a shoe. I let out a surprised yelp, as i turn to face jin. Holding his other shoe, i pout. As i rub the place he hit me, he just huffs.
"You had me by my strings, don't test me you annoying bunny." He warns, slightly moving his other shoe in his hand. I nod, pecking him on the cheek. Then he smiles, and slides back on his shoe.
"Better, now hand me my shoe that's on you desk."
I laugh, going over to retrieve it. When it's back in jins hand, he grins. Sliding on the other shoe, and once he had both on. He grabs my hand and pulls me to my closet, where he drags me into trying so many outfits. Until the right one sticks, and i wasn't going to lie. I looked good.
Once we were walking up the steps, i see the house is huge. It didn't compare with my small apartment, it looked like a small plastic toy. Compared with barbies, i glance at jin to see him nibbling on his bottom lip. And it made me chuckle, he was nervous. Because he was seeing his crush namjoon, i nudge him with my arm. He looks over at me, and i give him a reassuring smile. He returns it, and lets out a long breath. Wrapping his arm around my shoulder, to bring me closer. I let him because he's been there for me my entire life, and i owed him big time. We step in front of the doors, and i wait for jin to knock but he just stands there like a statue. I laugh, knocking on the door hard. His eyes widen, and he begins to ramble.
"Why WOULD YOU DO THAT, I HATE YOU, WHY DID I EVEN BRING YOU."
But he shuts up when he sees who standing behind the door, namjoon was smiling at us. With a drink in his right hand, jin smiles at him.
"Hey."
"Hey jin, hey jungkook." He says sweetly, i greet him back. And he steps aside, letting us walk in. We step in and i almost gasp, when i see the interior. It was beautiful. but overall everything looked expensive, i could never. Namjoon sees my expression, and laughs. I blush, looking over at him.
"It's pretty." I mumble. He just shakes his head.
"Thanks."
And then he turns to jin, where he begins to start a conversation. And at that moment i knew i was no longer needed, i make my way through crowds of people. Seeing the refreshments on the other end, and something caught my eye. A bottle of Bacardi, the best stinging alcohol. I go over and grab a red plastic cup, going back over to pick up the bottle. It felt heavy in my hands, but not for long. I uncap it, serving myself some until the rim. I place my lips on the edge, and with one thrust up. I was drinking the Bacardi, and hell it did sting. But the aftertaste lingered on my tongue, and felt like a bunch on needle stabbing at it. But i wanted more so i refilled it, chugging it down as fast as the first time. And tears formed at the end of my eyes, my throat burning. I serve myself for the third time, but only fill it up halfway. And drink it down slower, because if i did it again. I'm afraid i'll begin to cry, the sorrow of having nerves. Once i was finished with that, i turn around and face the crowds of people. Leaning back into the table, life was so boring. It could just make your life a living hell, and i was used to drinking so the effects would happen later. But my gaze moved over to the dance floor, and suddenly i had the urge to dance. I throw my plastic cup away, and make my way into the huge crowd. Beginning to dance to the beat, swaying my hips. And throwing my hands up like the others, and i danced for a while until the alcohol kicked in. And suddenly my mood dropped, i was no longer in the mood to dance, i make my way out of the people. Ending up in a random hallway, but i wasn't complaining I wanted some peace and quiet, i walk down the hallway. Seeing portraits of people, and i stop in front of a particular one. It had namjoon in it, with a woman beside him. With her hand on his shoulder, and a man on his other side. His arms latched to his side, they looked unhappy. But before i could think anymore, a voice interrupted, my thoughts.
"What are you doing back here." A low voice asks, making me turn unsteadily. To face a tall handsome male, who had a straight face one.
"Oh me, well i was just looking around." I mumble. He raises his brow at me, taking a few steps closer to me. I felt my breath hitch.
"Well the party's over there." He says darkly, continuing to take steps forward. I begin to walk back, my mind clouding with blurriness.
"R-really, well sorry-." I get cut off when he pushes me onto the wall, his hand gripping my shoulder. I let out a gasp, my eyes locking with his pitch black ones.
"Your pretty for a boy." He mumbles. I felt my cheeks flush, and before i could say anything i feel his lips crash onto mine. And they were surprisingly soft, and tender. I kiss him back without thinking, wrapping my arms around his neck. As he wrapped his around my waist, i didn't know if he was drunk or if he just wanted to. But i let him because it's been a long time since i got laid, his hand goes under my shit. Running up my stomach, to my nippple. Where he squeezes it, making me let out a moan, he pulls back. Moving his lips next to my ear, his warm breath tickling.
"Baby bunny." He whispers lowly. And it sent shivers down my spine.
"W-what." I let out shakily. He pulls back, his dark eyes flashing at me.
"I believe that's not my name."
