No one knows how and why but time clocked in at 12:30 midnight when the silver head stepped his feet into the bar letting himself loose with the intoxicating scents lingering in the air at Mercury. This was after the dinner when Taehyung decided he needed a glass of drink.

It wasn't the most pleasant scent you can sniff in the air but young tycoon managed to make his way to the bar counter with his coat hooked in his index finger swiftly sitting across his shoulder.

"One neat whiskey." Taehyung dropped his coat on the barstool beside him not bothered when the thousand dollar Gucci piece dropped on the dirty floor.

The bartender was busy serving the counter and throwing out orders as he skillfully put a whiskey glass in front of the silver head and poured their most expensive whiskey for the male.

Taehyung raised the glass in the air, took a whiff of the aroma so intoxicating for him as he gulped it down neatly. "Another one please." He flicked the glass towards the bartender who did his job as requested.

Glasses by glasses were emptied by the silver head while nothing, in particular, occupied his mind. In an hour, Taehyung was already halfway through the bottle of whiskey while some occasional nightclub goers desperately tried to score a chance with the young and handsome man who was all alone. Sitting with his starling silver hair and celestial looking face, Taehyung was indeed the disco ball at the dance floor getting all the ladies and man's attention. Some knew who he was while the others basically ogled at a fine specimen.

Taehyung knows their tactics, most of them are only approaching for a couple of free drinks or a one night stand and demands for money after a good fuck. Some even rather the silver head to fuck them senselessly for free.

However, Tae is not the one to entertain such requests as he has a principle that he must be the one to choose who he rather fuck and how much they would worth after he has a taste of them. That is how stuck up the young male is about his cocky confident on his looks and assets.

"Sir, I think it's best if you stop the flow and probably head back home? We are closing in about an hour." The bartender who has been serving the silver head noticed the intoxicating state Tae was getting and advised the male to head back home.

"D-did I wask for purrmission? Fock off." Taehyung was slurring and his forehead was constantly kissing the countertop.

"Gosh, such a stuck up rich ass. I wonder why they always make my life so tough!" The bartender groaned.

"I h-heard you focker. C-carefool." Taehyung's head was hanging loosely in the air as his eyes were struggling to remain open.

"Can I have your phone? I can help to dial someone for you."

Taehyung let out a hiccup and scoffed but eventually threw his phone at the man who was kind enough to offer some help. "J-joonie."

The male understood that he had to ring someone named Joonie so that's what he did. Thankfully, Taehyung is not the one to password protect his phone so it wasn't a hassle for the bartender to call the person the silver head murmured.

About half an hour later, a tall purple hair male walked into the club with a nasty and disgusted look in his face as he walked straight to the counter.

"Hello, are you Calvin? I'm Joon, the one you called. May I know where is the stuck up rich ass you called me about?"

"Tsk, over there. On the floor, pick him up before someone steps on him." The bartender was cleaning the bar top when Namjoon approaches him in search for his cousin. Joon looked over at the direction he was pointing and could faintly make out a blob of silver hair which has to be Taehyung.

"Thanks Calvin, have a good night."

Namjoon thanked the bartender who couldn't care any more as he walked to his cousin who was pathetically kissing the dirty floor fully intoxicated.

"Dude, how much did you drink tonight?"

"JOONIE!! BABY!! YOU CAME!"

Just for the record, drunk Taehyung is a clingy baby. All his close friends and Namjoon knows about this. Hence why Taehyung never really gets drunk in front of the others apart from Suga, Jin and Namjoon.

"Sweet God, let's evacuate this place. I will vomit on you if we stay here a second longer." Namjoon scrunched his nose in disgust as he carefully picked his cousin up to his feet and supported the silver head out of the bar.

Thank God for all the weightlifting and training the purple head spent hours in his gym, he brought the silver head to his car effortlessly without many struggles. "I guess we have to get your Ferrari from the club tomorrow." He looked over at Tae's parked car and ignored it while he closed the door to his Maserati.

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"Jungkook? Weren't you sleeping?"

Time was 3 am and Jimin was startled to find his friend sitting in the living room fully clothed in black with a leather jacket. It looks like the raven head was home from a night out. Wasn't he suppose to be in bed?

Jimin placed the empty bottle on the kitchen counter while he rubbed his eyes feeling the sleep still lingering in his puffy eyes. He was in a deep sleep when he started to cough and in need of some water.

"Hey, sorry if I startled you. I was just having some alone time."

The smaller male furrowed his brow in confusion. Why would anyone have a moment alone fully clothed in leather jacket and boots?

"Ok...then why are you so dressed up in the middle of the night? It's about 2 in the morning now."

"It's 3 in the morning." Jungkook corrected.

"Bloody hell, that's even worse. So yea, the point is what are you doing here?"

Earlier after wrapping up their somewhat productive dinner with the clients, Hoseok took Jimin for a drive and bought the smaller male ice cream before dropping him back at their rented apartment. It was a little after midnight when Jimin hit the sack. He thought that Jungkook was fast asleep as the house was dead silent with no lights turned on when he came back.

"Did you like went out or something? I thought you'd be dead asleep by now."

"Just for a walk."

Jimin's 3 am sleepy brain is not the most efficient if you'd ask me. The poor boy was peacefully sleeping when he woke up in the middle for some water. So pardon his sleepy and tired body that he fails to pick up the alcohol and weed scent covering the younger's usual musky perfume.

"Ok, go to bed then. You need some rest. I need to get some water and go back to sleep too. Jet lag is no joke!"

Jimin whined as he did what he wanted to do initially. He filled his bottle and waved goodbye in the air as he walked towards his room leaving the younger once again all alone in his dark thoughts.

Jungkook waited until Jimin's room door closed shut and lights turned off before he dropped his head between his knees pressing his temples as he cried silently. The amount of pressure he felt building up in his mind was crazy as Jungkook was ready to smash the glass table in front of him.

"Why! Why do I have to meet you again...why?"

Jungkook clenched hard on his shirt as he crumbled it in his fist constantly beating his chest to reduce the pain escalating in his beating heart. His method might not be the best of it all as the pain in his heart ceased to reduce while the tears in his eyes flow like a river.

Earlier that night (flashback)

Jungkook was glad he came back home right after meeting Hoseok as he was not in the mood for joining the clients for dinner. Although he knows the importance of the initial contact and rapport building, the raven head is just too tired for it.

Coming back to the one place he despised the most with tonnes of memories that served as a lie was enough to tear his heart apart. As much as Jungkook tried to suppress it and move on with the task in his hands, it wasn't working.

Whatever happened 8 years ago stayed fresh in his mind and his heart was ready to explode out of his rib cage whenever memories of a certain person trigger him.

Once again, with his best effort put forward, Jungkook tried his might to occupy his thought for the night by having the takeaway delivery that Hoseok kindly arranged for him after a shower as he waited for his body to shut down on his own.

After much struggles, Jungkook tried to lose himself in sleep when the time was ticking at 11:30 pm. He received a text from Jimin that the blond was out with Hoseok to grab some dessert and will be back by midnight.

Jungkook ran his fingers through his raven locks as he stayed in bed scrolling through his phone for some distraction. His fingers somehow scrolled through the options for distractions and found that having a drink at a bar might be something sensible to do if you're single and looking to spend the night out.

He contemplated but cursed at himself before clicking on the available options and decided on Mercury as it's the nearest bar from his Airbnb and the interior looked decent. So that's how at 1145 pm, Jungkook was ready to head out with his all-black biker boy ensemble trying to relive his youth on a single night out.

The raven head is not a nightclub person and he never fancied drinking out. Maybe...just maybe, returning to NYC after 8 painful years of being away is doing something to his brain. He was 20 when he left the states.

"One Gin and Tonic please." He ordered politely. Jungkook was not planning to get drunk anyway. He was slowly sipping on his favorite drink while eyes running around the club looking at all the youth getting wasted, young adults partying on the floor, some decent adults sitting at the couches enjoying their drink while some wealthy-looking males had ladies on their laps.

Jungkook knows how that is going to end by the end of the night. He rolled his eyes and carefully kept himself away from multiple invites by several ladies who were looking to get some on tonight. Too bad. The raven head only swings one way and that one way is certainly not towards ladies.

He emptied his first glass and was about to go for a second one when he turned his stool back towards the bartender who looked like he was done with life.

"Um, I'm sorry but is it ok if I get a refill?" Jungkook asked politely. He didn't want to trouble the young man who wasn't enjoying his job for the night.

"Oh sure, and you don't have to apologise. It's my job. At least you're being polite, unlike some rich ass stuck ups."

The bartender scoffed at that thought. He clarified to Jungkook that it wasn't the raven head who is pissing him off.

Jungkook nodded as thanks when he held onto his freshly filled GnT. "I can understand what you mean, am not a fan of that kind of people as well. Don't have good memories of them." The raven head scrunched his nose and took a sip of his drink.

The bartender smiled at the raven head, appreciating decent client for once while he turned to his side at a silver head male who was already halfway through in passing out. He giggled at that and decided to have a chat with Jungkook.

"Right. Just look at that one over there. He is being a douche to us since he walked in. It's my bad I had to serve him when he walked in. He's been constantly slurring his cockiness and never shuts up."

Jungkook listened and took another sip as he casually looked over to the direction the bartender was pointing and almost dropped the glass in his grip.

"It c-cant be..."

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There was once when I accidentally bumped into my ex with my date, let's just say it was amazingly awkward coz my date was looking better than his.

Alright, Tae and Kook "met".
Let's see what shall happen next. I still feel like smacking Tae's head but I love his
bratty side a lot.