JUNGKOOK'S POV

"Taehyung?" I said and looked at the rest who were just standing near the door, waiting for me to come, "It's Taehyung!"

"WHAT?!" they all shouted and ran towards me. They saw the Caller ID and looked at me and nodded, indicating that I should answer it. I took a deep breath and swiped the green button.

"Hello? Taehyung? Look I am sorry. I-I did-didn't mean for it to happen. I was stupid and I still am. And—"

"Wait," someone spoke from the other side and it wasn't Taehyung, "This is not Taehyung talking."

"Who the f**k are you?" I replied back in a cold manner. If he kidnapped Tae, I am going to rip him into—

"If you think I am some kidnapper or something else, I am not," the person said and I raised an eyebrow in confusion, "I am just a simple bartender."

"Bartender?!" 

"BARTENDER!?" the others yelled around me and I shushed them to be quiet. Noisy kids!

"Yes, I am a bartender and your friend here has been drinking and drinking for a long time. He tried to call you, but he passed out before he could talk."

"Uhmm...which bar is he in?"

"Dionysus." Cool name!

"Thank you. I will be there in a second. Take care of him till I come."

"Okay, hurry up." The man cut the call and I looked at the others who looked pretty worried.

"I am going to go and get him back," I said and rushed towards the door when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned behind and saw Jimin staring at me.

"Jimin?" 

"Bring him back in one piece," he said and I nodded. I left the place and headed straight to the bar. One piece? Does he believe that I might break Taehyung into pieces? Why will I even do that?

I finally came to the bar 'Dionysus' and ran inside without bothering to park the car in a safe place. When I entered the place, I was immediately hit by the smell of sweat, alcohol and some other weird smell which I couldn't make out. People were there everywhere and it was totally overpopulated, like there wasn't any space left. How could they even breathe? 

I squished myself in the crowd and made my way to the bar stand. The drunk ladies eyed me like I was some kind of candy to be licked and teased around. I avoided the lustful eyes and made my way to Taehyung.

I saw the bartender cleaning the glasses and behind him was Taehyung, sleeping peacefully on a chair. I saw some guys and girls eyeing him and I walked in front and glared at them till they went back to doing what they should be doing. 

The bartender saw me and asked, "Are you Jungkook?" I nodded, "Prove it."

"Huh?" He took out his phone and dialed someone. Suddenly my phone rang and he smiled.

"Looks like it is you. There were people coming up to me and saying that he belongs to them or he was some close friend of theirs. Luckily, I was smart enough and waited for the person he called," he said and carefully lifted Taehyung from his seat, "I believe he belongs to you."

"Not anymore," I sadly said and took Taehyung from him. I put one of his arm on my shoulder and held him up with my arm around his waist, "He will never ever forgive me."

"Oh don't worry," the bartender said while wiping a glass and smiling at me, "I don't know the entire detail, but he kept telling me the same thing that his fake boyfriend slapped him really hard for something he didn't even do."

I gulped and stared at the red faced Taehyung on my shoulder. How much do you hate me now?

"If you are wondering whether he hates you, you are wrong," he said and I looked at him, "He was just shocked and sad about it. Hate is a really strong emotion, but nothing in him seems to radiate that emotion. I could say he was rather disappointed and sad that someone close to him slapped him."

"I see," I mumbled and looked at the floor. I heard the bartender chuckle, "But don't be disappointed lad. That boy in your arms looks like a person who will forgive you. I am pretty sure that this fight of yours will be over."

I smiled and nodded, "I hope it does. Thank you so much for taking care of him."

"It's my pleasure." I headed back to the exit when suddenly I heard the bartender call me, "You still haven't paid for the drinks."

"Huh?" I turned back and saw him smirking.

"Drinks mate," he snickered and pointed at Taehyung, "Your boyfriend there didn't pay me anything."

I sighed and paid that guy who chuckled at the money he earned, "How about an extra tip for the advice?"

"I am going to—" I balled my hands into fists and he waved his hand.

"Oh my god! I was just joking. Do make sure to come here next time with your friends and your boyfriend." I sighed and walked away. I gently placed Tae in the front seat of the car and put the seatbelt too. I sat in the driver seat and sighed. Hold on, how did he know that I was his boyfriend? Must have been mistaken and plus, I am nothing to him now. Just a rude president who slapped him without thinking twice.

Now what? Suddenly my phone buzzed and I picked it up after seeing it was Hobi hyung.

"Is Tae fine?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Yes he is. I just got him back form the bar. I am going to drop him at his place now."

"Well, that's good then. Why don't you stay there with Tae?" he asked me.

"Are you crazy?" I said and shook my head, "I can't be around him. He will kill me right after the second he finds out I was with him the whole night."

"I mean—" suddenly I heard him yell and someone else screamed at the top of his voice and heard something crash, "I think you should stay with Taehyung too." 

"Jimin?"

"Yo there. Don't worry about Hobi. I just kicked him a little and my baby is fighting with his baby. Now back to the important stuff. Stay with Taehyung for the night. I won't be there at the house so the entire place will be yours and—"

"Hyung," I cut him off and sighed, "I am not going to...you know, take advantage of his drunk state and..."

"I am not asking you to f**k him, pervert," Huh? "Talk to him when he gets sober and sort things out. Don't come out of the place until you guys hold hands and walk out of the door with big smiles on your faces. You can even get married in there."

"Oh, I see. Marriage is a bit too early—I mean, he hates me hyung, so marriage is out of the options," I sighed and looked at Tae who was unconscious, "I will talk to you tomorrow then."

"Yeah. All the best." He cut the call and I leaned back on my seat. This is going to be hard. How can he forgive an asshole like me? I drove to his place and carefully dragged him to his apartment. 

When we entered, he suddenly came back to life and ran to his room. What the...? I heard him vomiting from his room and I sighed. Poor guy must have drank too much. I sat on the couch outside, waiting for him to come out and kick me. 

I heard a crash from his room and ran to see what it was. I saw him sprawled on the bed and he had knocked down the side table beside his bed. I walked up to him and put the quilt up to his shoulders.

"Good night, Tae," I whispered and kissed his forehead. He snuggled under the warm quilt and I smiled at how cute and innocent he looked. Maybe this will be the last time I will ever see him again.

I sighed and walked away from his bed when suddenly I felt a warm hand grabbed my wrist. I looked down and saw Taehyung holding my wrist.

"Don't go," he mumbled and I smiled.

"It is best for you too let me go, Taehyung," I removed his hand from his wrist, but his grip tightened around me and suddenly he pulled me towards him, making me fall right next to him.

"Tae—" he opened his eyes and I held my breath, hoping he won't get shocked or frightened when he sees me.

"PIZZA MAN!" he yelled at the top of his voice and hugged me, "YOU ARE ALIVE!"

"Tae? What...?" he pulled away and squished my cheeks.

"Tae missed you, pizza man," he grinned from ear to ear. For a second, I thought he looked sober until I saw his face was still red, "Taehyung thought you got eaten by big, meanie Jungkookie bear."

I am a big, meanie bear? "I am not the pizza man, Tae. I am—"

"Tae wants to play with Pizza man," he started to jump on the bed and he completely ignored what I had said before. I sighed and sat next to him, "Let's play something. What do you want to play?"

"I don't know. You choose," I said and he squealed with joy. Did I say that I was going to kill myself the next time he gets drunk? Looks like now is the time. It was a pretty good time too.

"Let's play stick and hole!" he jumped with joy. 

"Stick and hole?" I asked him and he nodded, "What's that?"

"See, I will teach you," he said and turned towards me, "One person has to be the hole and the other should be the stick. So the game is like this. The person who is chosen as a stick should take a stick and poke it into the hole which the hole person will hold. If the stick goes perfectly inside, then the stick person wins, but if doesn't go completely inside then the hole person wins. You got it?"

Every single thing he said sounded wrong. Take the stick, shove it in the hole and...OH MY GOD!

"Tae, who taught you this game?" I asked him as he played with my toes. 

"Jiminie," he said and I rubbed the back of my neck and chuckled. Of course. A perverted guy like him will obviously teach him such disgusting game. Scratch that. That wasn't even a game. That was literally the entire thing.

"Let's play!" he yelled and pulled at my arm. I shook my head, "We are not going to play that game."

"Why not?" he wailed and began to pull my arm with more force.

"Because that game is not for kids," I said and he stopped wailing.

"But I am seventy-four years old," he said and I slapped my forehead. Does he even know what that game actually means? And seventy-four years old? Is he serious?!

"You go back to sleep," I said and pushed him onto the bed. He began to wail and kick around like a five-year old kid. 

"I don't wanna sleep. I am going to call mom and tell her you are harassing me," he cried out and I accepted defeat. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He slowly got up and looked at me.

"Sleep with me," he said and my entire body system stopped working. I slowly looked up at him to see whether he was joking or not, but he wasn't. He was legit serious about me sleeping with him.

"Uhmm...you will regret it tomorrow. So I can't sleep with you. You can sleep if you want," I said and I heard him sigh.

"Okay! But I want pizza man to be by my side," he said and pulled the covers over him. I got up and sat next to him, "Hey, pizza man. Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"Today my president slapped me," he said and I bit my lower lip, "He slapped me real hard and it pained a lot. He...didn't believe what I said. He was...so mean and I ran away from there and..."

"I think you should sleep, Taehyung," I whispered and kissed his forehead, "Good night Tae."

"Goody nights, pizza," he said and snuggled into his pillow. I sighed and leaned back on the head rest.

"Can I tell you one more thing, pizza?" he mumbled and without waiting for my reply he continued, "It wasn't because of the slap I ran away from there. It was...It was because at that moment, he—he...Jungkookie looked scary."

*******

Somewhere in Yoongi's house~

"OUCH!" Jimin exclaimed when Yoongi threw him on the bed, "What was that for, you big chicken?"

"Now, explain," Yoongi said and got on the bed, propping himself on his elbows and lying over Jimin, "What did you say that time at Namjoon's place?"

"That Jungkook sucks?" Jimin replied back. 

"No. About Taehyung," Yoongi whispered and Jimin could feel the chills coming from his words. He knew that this cat was getting jealous and eager to know what this friendship was between him and Taehyung.

"I used to like him before," Jimin started and received a glare from the boy on top of him, "I used to like him and then I asked him out, but he rejected me so we decided to stay friends. But then I kind of still liked him and got pretty jealous when Jungkook kept eyeing him and...practically I got you and moved on, but still I am over protective when it comes to Taehyung."

Jimin breathed a sigh of relief after telling him everything, but when he looked into his eyes, there was just happiness and nothing more or less.

"I am glad you are mine now," Yoongi mumbled and buried his head in the crook of his neck, "Do you like him more than me?"

Jimin giggled and placed a hand on his lover's soft hair, "I will always love you more than anything, kitten."

At the mention of 'kitten', Yoongi lifted his head and softly nibbled on Jimin's lower lip and growled, "Call me kitten and I will have you screaming 'daddy'."

"Okay sorry then," Jimin rolled his eyes, but there was a slight mischief in his eyes, "Kitty!"

Yoongi smirked and got up to face Jimin who was giving him a playful smirk, "You asked for it Jiminie." 

He sat up and pulled Jimin towards him who accidently bumped his head with his Yoongi's chest. Yoongi cupped his mochi's cheeks and pulled him closer to his face. Their faces were inches away and he stayed like that to see the younger's reaction.

"Aww! Come on!" Jimin whined and pouted at his hyung who only smirked at him.

"I love to tease you, Jiminie," he said and leaned in closer. There was only a centimeter difference between their lips which drove Jimin mad. Without wasting a second, he smashed his lips onto Yoongi's who smiled at the contact.

There lips moved against each other in a fluid manner. Yoongi's hands left Jimin's cheek and wandered down and tugged at the shirt he was wearing.

Without hesitation, Jimin removed the shirt and exposed himself. Yoongi's hands roamed around his bare back and their kisses turned sloppier. Tongues battled for dominance and their moans filled the silent room.

They broke away from the kiss and looked at one another, their eyes twinkling with lust and love. Yoongi pushed Jimin onto the bed and propped himself on his elbows. He kissed him one last time on his lips before exploring the other parts. 

He trailed butterfly kisses all the way from his mouth till his jaw and down his neck. Jimin moaned with delight when Yoongi found his sensitive spot. Yoongi smirked before marking that spot. He sucked and bit at it and wandered off to another place. His kisses were like fire on Jimin's cold bare skin.

"Ah~ Yoongi," Jimin moaned and gripped Yoongi's hair with his hand as the older began to tease and lick right above his pants. Yoongi lifted his head and stared at the red faced Jimin and smirked, "Do you want it?"

"Yes," Jimin wheezed out and he shook his head.

"The right words, babe," Yoongi said.

"Please Daddy~"

"Okay, baby," he whispered into Jimin's ears and tugged at his pants, "Which flavor for tonight?"

Jimin looked into Yoongi's eyes and grinned, "Min Yoongi flavor."

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A little bit of Yoonmin scene...hehe!! And stick and hole...Lol! XD Next chapter will be...BOOM!! Not gonna tell!! Hehe

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