POV: yoongi
My eyelids felt extremely heavy and I struggled to keep them open. Everything seemed to be a blur.
I couldn't recognize anybody that walked past me and I was honestly quite scared.
I was too drunk to just get up and look for Jin, who I'm sure left the party. So instead I called him.
"H-hey you asshole. I-I'm here r-right now at this um... uh, p-party, yeah! W-where did you go!"
I heard nothing from the other line, after about 10 seconds of silence I glanced at my screen.
"Fuck!"
My phone died.
Me being the dumbass that I am, I forgot my charger and being drunk really decreased my chances of getting home.
I carefully made my way downstairs and tried finding Hoseok, the party host.
Yeah, I found him alright but he was too busy locking lips with one of the college students.
I didn't know what to do but the party was still pretty packed and nobody would be leaving for a while.
I shared a few awkward stares with some strangers scattered throughout the house.
I just want to go home, what the fuck. I thought to myself.
I threw myself onto a bar stool and stared sadly at the crowd of people surrounding the doorways. A certain person caught my eye.
He had bright pink hair that stood out from everyone else within the crowd. He was wearing an oversized striped shirt with skinny jeans. I couldn't help but admire him.
I couldn't just go talk to him because my breath reeked of alcohol and I couldn't even walk properly. I stared at him until I dozed off in the middle of the party.
The last thing I remember is turning back to face the table and cupping my face in my hands.
After what felt like forever I woke up to Jins voice. "Yoongi! Wake your ass up!"
~~sry this chapter is really short :( I'm just getting used to this whole 'story writing' thing, I hope you guys like it!
