Jungkook had one arm around her lower back, supporting her as he was trying to unlock his lock to his house. Chaeyoung was leaning against Jungkook, face buried in the crook of his neck.

"Where are you taking me handsome? Ooo you are naughty, I like that." Chaeyoung slurred her words.

He rolled his eyes, "I'm never going to let you drink."

The door unlocked and he helped her come inside. Chaeyoung tripped over her own feet. "Jesus Christ Chaeyoung. You are so wasted. I thought you're smarter than this!"

Chaeyoung frowned, "Stop yelling, it's so loud." She scratched her hair like a crazy woman.

Jungkook took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself. He held her with his arm under hers as she stumbled into his room. He led her to the bed and tried to get her to lie down, but she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and dragged him down with her.

"Chaeyoung," he choked. "Let me go." Chaeyoung giggled drunkenly, cupping his face with her hands. She puckered her lips, making kisses sounds. "Chaeyoung, you are drunk," he said again.

"Jungkookie." Chaeyoung whined, elongating the "ee" vowel. She pulled him closer with her legs, causing some friction down there. "Chaeyoung," he said in a rough voice. He managed to pull himself off. She pouted, those round eyes were on him.

Jungkook sighed. How could he be mad at her? He sat next to her on the edge of the bed. "Chaeyoung, you need to rest. Go to sleep."

She nodded and sank further back against the pillows. She nuzzled her cheek against the softness. Jungkook spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every details of her face. He took her hand in his and held it to his cheek, turning his head to give her palm a sweet kiss.

With the other hand, he brushed her hair out of her face, then allowed his fingers to stay into her curls. "Everything will be alright. Just wait for me," he whispered. He dove in for a sweet, gentle kiss on the crown of her head. He covered her body with his blanket and walked out of the room.

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Chaeyoung's eyebrows almost met together as she heard noises from the outside. She slowly opened her eyelids. Blinking to adjust her eyes as the sunlight shone through the square window, lying on the tiled floor like sweet honey.

She sat up and rested against the headboard. She groaned as she got the worst headache ever. She looked around only to found out that she was not in her own bedroom. She blinked multiple times. Did she pull a one-night stand?

She roamed her own hands around her body and sighed with relief when she realized that her clothes were still on. "You're awake."

Chaeyoung startled a little, placing her hand over her chest. Dressed in a white button-up shirt that is loose, Taehyung was leaning against the door frame. He was holding a tray full of food.

He walked closer to her, placing the tray on the night-stand. He held out a pill in his palm with a glass of fresh water in his other hand.

"Here is for the headache."

She muttered a thank you before she took the pill. Taehyung took the glass of water out of her hand and carefully sat the tray over her lap, "Eat your soup before it gets cold."

Chaeyoung picked up the spoon and was delighted at the first taste of the delicious chicken and wild rice soup. It was seasoned perfectly for an uneasy stomach.

Chaeyoung eyed Taehyung, who is watching her. "Did I have a fever? Is that what made me so sick?"

"No, you were drunk."

Chaeyoung furrowed her eyebrows, "But I definitely do not drink."

"You were drinking Chaeyoung."

"I was drinking juice. It was in a bottle that Jennie made it herself." Chaeyoung tried to remember.

"Well, you drank the wrong bottle."

Chaeyoung's spoon paused over her bowl. Her eyes grew bigger, "Did I...?" Chaeyoung stuttered, trying to ask but so terribly afraid of the answer.

"No, you didn't do anything bad."

Chaeyoung sighed with relief but Taehyung smirked, "But you did something."

Chaeyoung gasped and scooted closer to him, "What did I do?"

Taehyung winked, "I can't tell you or else I will be killed."

Chaeyoung pouted. Taehyung patted her head, giving it a little rub. He stood up, hands inside his pockets. He looked down at Chaeyoung. "After you finish, take a shower. There should be clothes for you." Taehyung walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Chaeyoung called after him. Taehyung stopped walking and turned around. "Thanks for the soup. It was amazing." She said softly, smiling.

Taehyung smiled, hands inside his pockets. "Thanks, Boss made it."

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Taehyung walked downstairs, whistling to a song. Jungkook was sitting in the dining room, reading a newspaper. "How did it go?"

Taehyung smirked, "She asked me if she did anything embarrassing. I told her that I cannot tell her all the details."

Jungkook smiled as dimples appeared on his cheeks. "She liked the soup by the way. I told her that you made it." Taehyung added.

Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, "I told you not to tell her."

Taehyung smiled, "I can't take all the credits. Chaeyoung needs to know what it would be like as the wife of Jeon Jungkook."

Jungkook looked down, smiling before looking back at his childhood friend. "You never follow my orders, don't you?"

"Just trying to make my single best friend not single. By the way, you should wear white button-up shirt with a black pant for today. You will thank me later."

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Now Jungkook knows why Taehyung told him what to wear today. Taehyung prepared clothes for Chaeyoung too. And guess what? She is wearing a loose white button-down shirt with a black jean. He is going to kill Taehyung one day.

Chaeyoung fidgeted her fingers that were on her lap. She tucked some strand of her wavy hair behind her ear.

"You two are matching well today. Is it a coincidence?" Jimin, who is sitting next to the Taehyung, commented.

"No, it is fate." Taehyung teased, eyes still on the road.

Jungkook glared at him, "Jimin. Taehyung."

Chaeyoung glanced at Jungkook and realized that Jungkook is reading on his tablet. Concern written on her face as her mouth dropped in shock, "You are reading your tablet in the car. It is not good for your eyesight."

Jungkook glanced at her direction before looking down at his tablet, "I have to finish my work quickly."

Chaeyoung frowned, "You will only waste two hours. It is better than losing eyesights for the the rest of your life."

Jungkook sighed in a defeated way and turned off his tablet. He set his tablet onto the side. Chaeyoung gave a small smile.

Taehyung smirked through the rear-mirror. Taehyung glanced at Jimin and did a fist bump with him.

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Author's Note
I am so sorry that this chapter is not interesting at all. I don't know how my story got #553. I felt like my story is getting boring lately :( Sorry for being a terrible writer. I am trying my best. I don't know how to make this interesting. ❤️💙❤️💙