Jungkook flings his arm out and wraps it around Taehyung's waist, steadies him.

"Oh." Taehyung gasps when Jungkook's fingers brush the bare skin of his waist. Taehyung trembles from his touch as a shiver runs down his body.

"You need to be more careful," Jungkook says- his eyes filled with an intensity that makes Taehyung's heart flutter. "I don't want you to get hurt."

Taehyung whimpers and pulls away, staggers out of the room. He grabs another beer in the kitchen and takes a big gulp. He is drunk. He should definitely stop. But he needs alcohol or he will go crazy tonight. He suddenly hears Minho yelling in the living room and frowns.

"Shit." Taehyung rushes back inside and is relieved that Jungkook is not already beating the shit out of his boyfriend. Because he could. Minho is a little taller, but he's lean- with barely any muscles.

"-and stay out of my business and my relationship. Fuck off! Leave my apartment!"

"Thank God. Finally." Jungkook scoffs. He seems pretty calm despite the fact that Minho is practically yelling into his face. "I didn't want to come to your shit-ass boring party anyway."

"And you won't get invited anymore. Don't worry," Minho snaps. "Go!"

Taehyung widens his eyes in shock. He hics. He can't believe this is happening. He still can't believe that they are colleagues.

Jungkook rushes out of the room.

"Let me make sure that he doesn't steal anything on his way out," Minho mumbles and follows him into the hallway.

Taehyung rushes after them, scared that they will start fighting in the narrow hallway. "What are you doing?" he asks and steps next to his boyfriend. He hics. "Minho. You can't just throw a guest out like that. It's impolite."

"Are you drunk? I told you to stop drinking," Minho snaps at Taehyung. "And don't interfere. I don't want that brat in my home."

Jungkook is putting on his shoes. He chuckles with a shake of his head.

"What's so funny, asshole?"

"Minho, don't be rude," Taehyung mumbles and hics. He grabs his boyfriend's shirt, tugs at it. "You should-"

"Tae, let me handle this! Go back into the livingroom," Minho hisses annoyed and pries Taehyung's fingers off, slightly pushing him away.

Taehyung loses his footing and staggers back, slams against the wall. He hits the back of his head against it and whimpers in pain. He hics and reaches out, rubs his head with a grimace.

Jungkook straightens up and glances at Taehyung before stepping towards him. His eyes searches his. "Are you okay?"

Taehyung hics and blinks at Jungkook with big eyes. He nods mutely.

Jungkook turns his head and glares at Minho. A vein is popping out of the side of his neck. "If you do that again, I will drag you outside by your hair and slam your head against the house wall until your skull cracks," he growls dangerously.

"Are you threatening me right now, you fucker?! Taehyung is my boyfriend. Don't interfere-"

"I don't give a fuck who he is to you. And if he were your fucking husband- if you will do that again and I will see or hear about it, I am coming at you. Remember that."

"I didn't do shit! And why do you care about my boy-"

"Goodbye, Minho. Thank you for the fucked up party. Please, do everyone a favor and don't throw one again," Jungkook says and takes one last look at Taehyung- his eyes softening for a second. Then he is gone.

"What a fucking asshole! To think I have let him in my apartment. He is-"

"What is going on here?" Hobi approaches them with a concerned look on his face. "I was in the kitchen and heard someone yelling. Is everything alright?"

Taehyung hics.

"Nothing." Minho lets out a long sigh. "Get Taehyung home, Hobi. He is drunk as fuck."

"What? But I want to stay. Why can't I stay?" Taehyung whines and reaches for his boyfriend's hand, but the latter steps away.

"No. You should leave before you will start embarassing me in front of the others. I can't handle your drunk ass right now."

"Yah!" Hobi frowns. "What are you saying? Tae is your boyfriend. Don't you think that's a little bit too rude?"

Taehyung lowers his eyes- a heavy feeling coming over him.

"But he is impossible today," Minho says. "Let's call it a night. We will talk about it tomorrow, Tae. Give me a kiss."

"No." Taehyung hics and turns his face away stubbornly as soon as Minho leans in. He feels tears well up in his eyes. He is an emotional drunk. And he feels unloved and unwanted right now. It's making everything worse.

"No kiss it is then," Minho mumbles and pulls away. "Fine. I am going back into the livingroom. Goodnight."

Hobi clears his throat. "Tae. Are you-"

"Let's just go." Taehyung hics and staggers towards the door. "Let's leave."

They walk out of the building after Taehyung has almost fell down the stairs twice. He has definitely drunk too much.

"Why the heck did you drink so many beer?" Hobi asks with a sigh and grabs Taehyung's arm to steady him. "Are you okay?"

"No." Taehyung hics. "My boyfriend thinks I am not desirable. He doesn't want to fuck me. He doesn't want to touch me, and he-"

"Tae, today was weird. And you know how Minho is. And you are very drunk. Let's just get you home and forget about it for now."

"But- why doesn't he want to fuck me? Like- shouldn't he want to do it with me all the time? Am I that unattractive, so he-"

"He is a fucker who doesn't deserve you."

Hearing Jungkook's low voice makes Taehyung's heart thunder. He hics and turns around to face him.

Jungkook is leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Seriously? Why are you always around?" Hobi hisses at Jungkook and starts walking, trying to pull Taehyung along. "Let's go."

"Wait." Taehyung watches Jungkook, who is staring back at him with a blank expression on his face. "You are smoking. Again? Are you an addict?"

"No." Jungkook chuckles and approaches them. His eyes are fixed on Taehyung. "But as I have already told you- I am very annoyed today."

Hobi lets go of Taehyung's arm and steps in front of Jungkook, hiding Taehyung behind his back. "Listen. I get it. You are very cool and hot, a bad boy- and many people like that. But Taehyung has a boyfriend if you haven't noticed it yet. He is very happy and he needs a stable relationship, okay? So, please for the love of god- leave him alone."

"Let me get you home. Both of you," Jungkook says without reacting to Hobi's outburst. "My car is right there."

"No, thank you. We can walk."

"I don't want to walk," Taehyung whines and sits on the ground- the effects of the alcohol hitting him hard. He lays down on his back.

Jungkook glances at Taehyung. He points at him. "I don't think he can walk."

"What are you saying?" Hobi turns around and stares down at him. "Tae, what the fuck are you doing? Get up right now."

"No. I feel dizzy." Taehyung hics. "Just leave me here. Save yourself."

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