Chapter 16

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~Jungkook pov~


"Jimin!" Hoseok exclaimed. I laughed. Jimin spilled his drink. Hoseok quickly grabbed his phone before the liquid got to it. We all laughed.

"Sorry Hobi." Jimin giggled.

"Um, waiter, can we please get some paper towels?" Namjoon asked.

"How did you spill it?" Jin laughed. Jimin shrugged.

"I guess I wasn't paying attention." He replied.

Since it's Friday night, we decided to go out to eat and have a bit of fun, so here we are. We've already eaten and everything, we've just been talking, and apparently spilling our drinks.

All in all, it's been really fun and I've enjoyed it. Spending time with them makes me feel happy cause they are all so fun and happy. But, I'd honestly like to be spending a Friday night on a date... with Taehyung. But, my nervous ass won't freaking confess already.

"God damn Jimin! How the hell did you spill the ketchup?" Yoongi exclaimed. We all laughed again. I had just sipped some coke, so I laughed and it somehow went through my nose. It burned. Everyone then began to laugh at me as I whined.

"Ow, that hurt." I said. I wiped my face with a napkin.

"We need to leave... we've caused enough destruction tonight already...." Namjoon sighed. We all nodded in agreement.

We got up and left after we all pitched in a bit with the bill. I offered to pay for all of it, but they all said no.

We walked out of the restaurant and we said goodbye and everything. I walked to my car and I got in. I drove to my house and parked. I walked to my room and a maid gave me a quick bath. My parents were sound asleep, so I just stayed in my room and watched some tv. I went to the game room and played some video games and I ate some snacks. I then watched a movie in the theater. Before I knew it, it was 1 in the morning. I stretched. I'm still not entirely tired. I walked over to my balcony and I walked outside. The cool air made me shiver a bit. I walked to the edge of the railing and I looked at the city. I then looked below. It reminds me of when Taehyung almost killed himself. I felt myself get sad. Every time I think of that, my body gets chills and I get sad.

My phone began to ring. I walked inside, closing the door behind me. I picked my phone up. The caller ID displayed Taehyung's name. I raised an eyebrow. Why is he calling at this hour? I answered it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"J-Jungkook..." I heard Taehyung's voice. He was crying.

"Taehyung? Are you okay?" I asked.

"N-no... I need to talk..." He said.

"Where are you?" I asked.

"M-my house." He answered.

"Do you want me to come get you?" I asked.

"N-no...I just left. Can I p-please come t-to y-your house?" He asked.

"Of course Tae, the door will be open." I said.

"T-thank you." He said. He then hung up. I looked at the phone confused as I pulled it away from my ear. I put it on my bed and I walked down to the front door. I waited. I paced across the floor.

"Sir, is everything alright?" A maid asked as she was walking by.

"Yeah, I'm just waiting for my friend." I answered. She nodded.

I looked out the window and saw a figure walking towards the house. I instantly knew it was Taehyung. I opened the door. He walked inside. We walked to my room. He sat on the bed as I closed the door. He was shivering. I sat down next to him.

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