Forgotten

Chapter 8: Piggyback

Clink.

You added the twelfth shot glass to the counter. Wow, I've never felt so great. Hah, who even needs that asshole, Min Yoongi. I can be an independant woman. I don't ever want to hear from him again.

You were very tipsy now and decided that you were going to drive home. You paid the bartender a large amount of money, that you didn't even count. He was shocked at the amount of liquor you could handle.

You stood up from your seat and you couldn't feel your legs at all. You grabbed the counter for support. After making sure that you could move without falling over you made your way to the exit. However, you couldn't even move more than two steps in your drunken state. Suddenly, your legs gave out again and this time you fell over. With eyes shut, you waited for the impact. It doesn't come. Huh?

"Wow, you really are drunk," commented a familiar voice. Hoseok?

You opened your eyes to see Hoseok preventing you from falling by hugging you tightly.

"HEYY, HOSEOK, LONG TIME NO SEE, BUDDY," You laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

"Let's get you home, Y/N," he sighs.

"NOO, I WANT ONE MORE DRINK, WE CAN DRINK TOGETHER,"

"Shh, you've had enough drinks for tonight," he observed, as his eyes wandered to the shot glasses scattered around the bar. He let you go and turned around, his back facing towards you. "C'mon, I'll give you a piggyback ride to the car"

"I CAN WALK MYSELF BECAUSE I'M AN INDEPENDANT WOMAN! I DON'T NEED A MAN TO RESCUE ME. AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE PIGS THAT MUCH...," you started to ramble.

"I'll buy you another drink if you get on,"

"OHH, NOW THAT'S ANOTHER STORY. ALRIGHT, DEAL," you jumped onto his back and you folded your arms around his neck as he hooked his arms behind your legs. "NOW, WHAT WAS I SAYING..." you began again.

"Y/N, could you calm down?" asked Hoseok.

"WHAT? OHHH! Like this?" You started to whisper.

"Yes, like that," Hoseok chuckled and whispered back. He exited the bar, carrying you to the parking lot searching for his car.