"Stop talking bullshit." Hobi sighs and bends down to grab his hand. "Come on. Get up."

"No, I can't." Taehyung whines and pushes his friend's arm away. "I am unfuckable. Let me just rest here in peace."

"Tae, get your fucking ass off the dirty, cold ground. Right now!"

Taehyung flinches because of Hobi's loud voice. His friend is annoyed. He can tell. But he is annoyed as well. He is drunk and his boyfriend doesn't desire him. He feels tears filling his eyes again. "Don't yell at me." Taehyung hics and sniffs. "Why is everyone mad at me today? I didn't even do something wrong," he whines and wipes his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt.

"Tae." Hobi's face falls. "No. Dont cry, please. I am sorry, okay? I am just tired." Hobi curses and turns around to face Jungkook, who is keeping his eyes on Taehyung. "My friend is an emotional drunk and-"

"Let me get you home. I won't do anything to him, don't worry. At least not while you are inside the car as well."

"Yah! Are you-"

"I am just joking." Jungkook chuckles and looks at Hobi. "Relax."

"Not funny. But fine- please, take us home. I can't carry Taehyung's fat ass anyway," Hobi says and turns around. "Let's go home, Tae. Stand up."

"I don't have a fat ass!"

"Get up."

"No." Taehyung hics and pouts. "I want to stay here. Minho will come outside and see me here, and maybe then he will fuck me-" Taehyung shrieks when Jungkook is suddenly right next to him, sliding his hands underneath his legs- picking him up into his arms. "Oh- just like in my dreams," Taehyung whispers and wraps his arms around Jungkook's neck, rests his face against his chest. He hics. "You are s-so strong. I like that a lot."

Jungkook looks down at Taehyung for a second and smiles. He then carries him towards his car, helps him into the backseat.

Taehyung sits down, but keeps his arms around Jungkook's neck- whines when he starts to pull away. "Do you want to fuck me?" he asks shamelessly- having no filter for his mouth in his drunken state.

"Yes." Jungkook stares at him with hot, hungry eyes. He takes a deep breath- as if he is holding himself back. "But I need to drive you home, right? So, let go of my neck."

Taehyung pouts, but pulls his arms away. He holds his breath when Jungkook fastens his seatbelt- fingers brushing Taehyung's body while doing so.

"Try not to puke into the car, okay? It will stink."

"I won't." Taehyung laughs drunkenly. "We had our first kiss in here. I don't want to destroy that memory-"

"Tae, stop flirting with him for fuck's sake!" Hobi says from the passenger seat. "You are unbelievable."

"Watch your head. I am closing the door," Jungkook says and pulls away.

Taehyung leans his head against the headrest and sighs. He feels dizzy. And horny. And emotional. He is a terrible drunk, but right now- he doesn't care.

Jungkook sits in the driver's seat and starts the engine. "I know that Taehyung lives next to the station. What about you?" he asks Hobi as he steers the car on the road.

"We live together. I will give you directions when we are closer."

There's a beat of silence. Jungkook clears his throat. "Why are you being so supportive of their toxic relationship? Don't you see that Minho is not good to-"

"Okay- first, it's not your business. Second, you don't know anything about their relationship. And I will definitely not start talking about it with you- no offense," Hobi says. "But not everything is black and white. Tae has a past. It's complicated. I won't say anything else."

Taehyung stares at the back of Jungkook's head, at his disshelved hair. It looks fluffy. Taehyung smiles and reaches out, slips his fingers through Jungkook's hair. "I love this. Your hair. It's so soft."

"Taehyung-"

"You look so strong and intimidating- but your hair is so fluffy," Taehyung says with a smile and starts massaging the back of Jungkook's head with his fingernails.

"Fuck," Jungkook hisses. "If you will keep doing that, I can't guarantee anything anymore."

"Tae, sit back in your seat," Hobi snaps. "You are tiring me out today, seriously."

"Fine." Taehyung pouts and pulls away. "But why can't I play with your hair? My hand is not dirty."

"But I want to do dirty things to you," Jungkook says in a low voice.

"Please, just shoot me," Hobi says and sighs exaggeratedly.

Taehyung yawns and starts to hum a soft tune. He meets Jungkook's eyes in the rearview mirror and holds his gaze. "Hi." Taehyung stops humming and winks at Jungkook, licks his lips seductively.

"Fuck. You are such a menace when you are drunk, Taehyung."

"Only him?" Hobi scoffs. "You are not better, Jungkook. I saw your drunk ass almost fucking my best friend against the bar counter last week."

"Can you blame me?"

"Yes, I can. He is my best friend and he has a boyfriend. Don't talk about him like that." Hobi sighs. "Turn right here. We live on this road."

"Okay."

"Tae, you are not sleeping, right? We are home," Hobi says and turns in his seat, smiling at him. "You are so wasted. Look at your face."

"I can't look at my face," Taehyung mumbles and yawns, turns his head to look out of the window. "I want my bed. Now."

"Can I ask for one last favor, Jungkook?" Hobi clears his throat. "The elevator is not working, and I don't have a lot of muscles. So, could you help me with Tae? We live on the third floor."

"Okay," Jungkook says and parks the Mercedes at the side of the road.

"Your car doesn't want me to leave," Taehyung says in a pout and fumbles with the seatbelt clasp. "I need to stay here."

Jungkook turns his head and watches Taehyung. "Is this an invitation to have sex with you in here-"

"No, it's not," Hobi snaps and climbs out of the car with a sigh. "Let's go." He opens the door for Taehyung, grabs his arm.

Jungkook rounds the car and steps next to Hobi. He looks at Taehyung and chuckles. "I can carry him."

Taehyung raises his fists in the air. "Yay-"

"No!"

"But I don't want to walk," Taehyung whines as Hobi pulls him out of the Mercedes.

"You can. And you will."

Taehyung pouts. "Jungkook can carry me-"

"No! No way." Hobi wraps an arm around Taehyung's waist. "You can walk, Tae. Just support him from the other side, Jungkook."

"As you wish."

As soon as Jungkook puts his arm around him, Taehyung leans his whole body against him. They start walking towards the entrance and Taehyung starts to hum again.

"You have a sweet voice- just as sweet as you," Jungkook says as they walk up the stairs.

"Do you want to taste my sweet-"

"Stop it, you two!"

Jungkook chuckles and tightens his grip around Taehyung possessively, protectively.

Taehyung wants Jungkook to undress him and fuck him on the stairs. He is horny as fuck. And he doesn't know if it's because of the alcohol, or just because it is Jungkook.

"Thanks for helping," Hobi says as they arrive on their floor, supporting Taehyung against the wall.

"Sure."

Hobi starts to look for his keys in his backpack. "You can leave, Jungkook. I can manage it alone from here."

"Yeah, right." Jungkook starts moving, but Taehyung panics and grabs the front of his shirt, pulling him close. "What-"

"Don't go," Taehyung whines and juts his chin out in a pout. "Please."

"Yah. I told you not to look at me like that," Jungkook whispers, staring deep into Taehyung's eyes. "I need to go. You are at home now. You should go to your bed and sleep."

"No." Taehyung tightens the hold on Jungkook's shirt. "Please, don't leave me, too. No one wants me. Am I that undesirable?"

"You-" Jungkook's eyes darken as he leans in. "I would fuck you against every surface in your apartment if I could-"

"Yah! I can hear you!" Hobi hisses and finally opens the door. "Let's get inside, Tae."

"No, I don't want to." Taehyung whines, his eyes still fixed on Jungkook. He pouts. "Are you telling the truth? Are you attracted to me? Would you really take me-"

Jungkook groans and wraps an arm around Taehyung's waist, pulls him flush against his chest. He kisses him, pushes his tongue between Taehyung's lips.

"Fuck."

Jungkook cups Taehyung's ass with his other hand and slips a leg between his thighs.Taehyung archs his back and moans shamelessly.

"Yah! Are you fucking serious?" Hobi pulls Jungkook away from Taehyung and steps in between them- stretches his arms to separate them from each other. "You are like animals in heat. What the fuck?! Tae, go inside!" Hobi turns his head to face Jungkook. "And you- go home. What the fuck is wrong with you?! I can't believe this!"

Jungkook keeps looking at Taehyung with an intense expression on his face- not blinking. He stares at him like he will devour him in a second.

"Jungkook, go home!" Hobi snaps.

"Don't go," Taehyung whines. He melts under Jungkook's fiery stare. He wants him so bad, he can't think of anything else. Taehyung has already forgotten about the stupid party, his boyfriend, the fact that he is about to cheat for real.

'Please, go. Tae is drunk as shit." Hobi turns and presses his hands against Jungkook's chest. "You don't want him to regret it tomorrow morning, right? Don't take advantage of his drunken state."

Taehyung can't see Jungkook's face, but he hears a sigh.

"You're right. I'm leaving."  kk     ''''''

Author :- Get ready for the plot twist 💀

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