Third person pov

Jungkook turned and saw people gathering around. He stood up and went towards the crowd and saw someone on top of a table.

'isn't this the guy from earlier?' Jungkook thought.

"whoe wuves me?" taehyung asked. (who loves me)

"me!" the crowd screamed.

"whoe wis sesky?" (who is sexy)

"you!" the crowd screamed once again.

"wrant mwe to dwanceee?" taehyung slurred. (want me to dance)

"yeah!"

"gwive mwe sowme muzhik." he hiccupped, staggering up the stage. (give me some music)

"he is really drunk." Jungkook thought out loud.

The DJ began to play love in this club by usher. Taehyung began swinging his hips in a teasing manner and people began whistling and screaming.

Taehyung did a slut drop and then stood up teasingly before someone came to the stage.

"Tae come on, you're drunk." Hoseok said in a pleading tone.

"wobi yuke yey wuv me!" Taehyung said giddily. (Hobi look they love me)

"leave him alone he's entertaining." some men grumbled.

"swee wobi." (see Hobi)

Hoseok dragged Taehyung out of the stage and started heading for the exit.

"wobi weave mwe." Taehyung whined pulling himself backwards. (Hobi leave me)

Hoseok just huffed. "swee wobi yey wuv mwe yo oya pesin." (see Hobi they love me no other person) Taehyung said before sinking down to the ground crying.

Hoseok's hand immediately flew to Taehyung's back pulling him into a hug.

"shh Tae, I'm here, let it out." the crowd grumbled "get out! Don't you have things to do like drinking and grinding on yourselves?!" Hoseok yelled.

Everyone began to disperse but Jungkook stayed in his spot not moving an inch keeping a very focused gaze on Taehyung.

'what's wrong with me?' he thought before leaving.

Taehyung fell asleep in Hoseok's arms and Hoseok picked him bridal style before heading home.

Hoseok pov

We got home and I ran to Tae's side. I opened the car door and carried him out. He is really light, he weighs almost nothing. I'll make sure he eats more.

I tried balancing him on one hand and my thighs while unlocking the door of my house. I opened the door and climbed the stairs. I took him inside his room and placed him on the bed. I took off his shoes and changed his clothes.

I covered his body with the comforter and kissed his forehead before leaving the room.

I went to the kitchen grabbing painkillers and a glass of water before going back to Taehyung's room and dropping it on the bedside table and heading down.

I plopped down on the couch and sighed. I just feel sorry for Tae. He doesn't deserve this. I feel like this is all my fault.

If I had looked after him more then this would not have happened. I promised to protect him and I didn't. Like how will someone want to hurt such a fluff ball.

It still baffles me that Bogum, the kid I grew up with turned out the way he did.

Taehyung is so hurt. In a bad state. I'll do anything to protect him. I love him. He is like my little brother. I wonder how Jin hyung will take this. I shook my thoughts off and went to sleep.

Taehyung pov

I groaned as I opened my eyes. I regretted the decision and immediately closed my eyes.

This sun.

My head fucking hurts. I used my hand to close my eyes and sat up on the bed. My head was pounding. I looked to the bedside table and saw a glass of water and pills. I mentally thanked Hoseok hyung.

I reached for the meds and the glass of water and took them. I layed back down and waited for the medicine to kick in.

A few minutes later, I was already out of bed. I went to the bathroom and had a cold shower. I didn't feel like having a warm one.

After my shower I wore sweats and a black hoodie. I walked down the stairs as my stomach had begun fighting with me.

I went to the kitchen and searched the cupboards.

"cereals? No."

"chips? Too early."

I headed over to the fridge and began scavenging it. I opened the strawberry crate and popped some into my mouth. I looked a little further and the ice cream tub was shining. I gulped. Hoseok hyung will be mad at me. I looked at it again and...

"ah, fuck it." I pulled the tub and grabbed a spoon heading to the parlor. I plopped down on the couch and took the TV remote. I went to Netflix and selected a movie.

*in Spongebob voice* 2 HOURS LATER

I eventually got tired of sitting down and watching Netflix. I stood up from the couch and went upstairs. I'm finally getting divorced tomorrow. I can as well begin to use my freedom.

I put on my slippers and went outside for a walk. I stuffed my hand into my hoodie pocket. I breathed in the fresh air and sighed in relief (don't worry I locked the door). I started walking away from the house even though I had no destination.

I wonder what made Bogum change. He used to be caring and loving. Did something influence him? I just don't get it. We were fine before-

That was until I heard the sound of a car horn. It was coming in full speed. I was stuck I couldn't move. I closed my eyes shaking in fear.

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