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Y'all better stream No More Dream before you read this chapter.

"Love has inflicted so many pains on me, but that's how my life became blessed"

-Rumi

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Taehyung sighed as he softly kept his glass of Apple juice on the counter. He turned to look at the other six people in the room and a smile covered his face.

Yoongi and Hoseok looked equally amused as Seokjin and Namjoon danced to a song playing in the room. The two were drunk out of their minds. Taehyung heard Jimin cheering and his eyes widened as he watched Jungkook gulp down another glass of Soju. He stood up, walking towards the older male. 

Jungkook was just about to down another glass when a hand was placed on his hand and the glass was taken from his grip. In his haze, he looked up and he gasped. In front of him stood an angel. Jungkook's eyes shone with emotions as Taehyung looked at him.

"Are... are you real, angel?" He asked, his voice cracking due to all the alcohol. Taehyung's cheeks heated up at the sentence but he quickly shook his head to get rid of it. Currently, his only goal was to help the poor man who was beyond drunk.

"Come on, you've had too much to drink." The blond mumbled as he pushed the bottle of Soju aside and turned to get the older some water. As he began walking, a hand grabbed his wrist and he turned around. He watched as Jungkook got up on his feet, swaying a bit before steadying his body against Taehyung's. Taehyung's cheeks bloomed at the contact but he let the other lean on him.

"How can a human be so beautiful?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head as he reached out his hand to touch Taehyung's cheek. Taehyung could make out the other's flushed cheeks due to the close proximity. Jungkook frowned at the lack of response.

"Do you not like me, angel?" He asked pouting and Taehyung's eyes widened as his cheeks reddened. He quickly shook his head before sighing, holding Jungkook's arm and making him sit on one of the couches. He looked down at the still pouting male. He let out a sigh as he detached the older's hand from his hand.

"Sit here. I'll get you some water." He turned around and was greeted by a smirking Yoongi and Hoseok giving him thumbs up. He pouted as he ignored them and went into the kitchen, filling up a glass of water. He returned to the room to see Namjoon and Seokjin almost passed out on the floor. Jimin had successfully passed out a few minutes ago and was lying on the couch.

Taehyung made his way to Jungkook who was still sitting on the couch and he smiled slightly. As he neared, Jungkook looked up, his features brightening up instantly catching Taehyung off guard. The blonde handed the brunette the glass.

"Drink up. I'll show you to the guest room." He said as he walked up to his parents. They were sitting on a love seat. He looked down at the two.

"Appa, dad, you two should go to your rooms too. Here, let me help you up." He offered Jin his hand and the male took it, standing up easily and dragging Namjoon with him as they disappeared up the stairs.

He turned to the other couple in the room. The two were sober as they didn't like drinking. He looked at Yoongi. "Hyung, can you take Jimin to the guest room around the corner? I'll take Jungkook-ssi to the one upstairs." He said as Yoongi stood up, followed by Hoseok. The two had a room for them in the penthouse as well, considering they spent a lot of time here.

Taehyung turned his attention back to Jungkook, who was staring at him across the room. Now, Taehyung was not a fan of drinking. He had only had one drink before, at a party Jimin had taken him to, months ago and he hated the bitter liquid. He only had had to deal with a drunk Jimin before.

But Jungkook was a whole other case. He ran a hand through his hair as he walked towards the older. He leaned down, holding onto the male's forearm as he pulled him up. Jungkook stood up, slightly towering over Taehyung. He looked into the younger's eyes.

"Come on, Jungkook-ssi. Let me show you your room." Taehyung said as he turned off the lights in the living room and started walking towards the stairs, Jungkook trailing behind him. He reached forward, clasping the younger's hand in his own and Taehyung whipped around to look at Jungkook.

Their eyes met. The moonlight filtered through the windows, making the blond glow. Jungkook leaned forward, his lips ghosting over Taehyung's ears. The latter felt a shiver run down his spine at the close proximity. His cheeks dusted pink as Jungkook's breath fanned out over his skin.

"You didn't answer my question, doll." He whispered and Taehyung became a stuttering mess. He felt butterflies erupt into his stomach as he asked, "W-What question?"

Jungkook stayed where he was as he answered. "Do you not like me?" He asked again and Taehyung's heart picked up the pace. He was about to reply when Jungkook spoke again.

"Because I really like you, Taehyung." He said as he pulled away, looking at Taehyung's tomato red face and his wide eyes. Taehyung shook himself out of his thoughts as he led Jungkook up the stairs, believing his words to be drunk talk. He opened up the door to the guest room, leading Jungkook in and helping him lay down after taking off his shoes and coat. He told Jungkook to stay still as he rushed into his room, opening his closet and finding something that would fit Jungkook.

But when he returned, Jungkook was already fast asleep, passed out on the bed. the blanket was pushed to the side and Taehyung chuckled as he placed some painkillers on the nightstand with a glass of water. He placed the clothes on the dresser and covered Jungkook's body with the blanket before he turned the lights off and closed the door behind him.

He went downstairs, picking up the empty bottles of Soju and tossing them into the trash can. He went into Jimin's room, placing a bottle of pain killers on the nightstand with a glass of water because he knew those two would be having killer hangovers the next morning. He placed the same thing on the table outside of Namjin's room and headed to his own room.

he quickly washed up and got ready for bed. He slipped under the covers, hugging his pillow as he felt sleep overtake him. His dreams were filled with the images of a certain brunette and how he made him feel.

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Forgive my mistakes. It's too late to proofread.

-G.S.