BTS ONE SHOTS

SIREN | P.JM

And then I'd stop.

"One more of this, please." I say to the bartender, blinking slowly. My entire body feels sluggish as I sit myself down on the bar, watching him nod.

I'm waiting patiently with my chin tucked in my hands when someone slides into the seat next to mine.

"Can I have a drink, please?"

And then it's like I can't hear anything else. My eyes widen slightly at the voice— so soft and sweet. It's light and pretty, prettier than anything I've ever heard.

When my gaze slides drunkenly towards where it'd come from, I look around for Areum.

Because I think I found the person she'd been looking for.

"Which drink?" The bartender asks, his voice sickly sweet. I don't really have to look at him to know he's already smitten over the blue-eyed boy. "I can suggest a few if you'd like."

"I'll have the same one she's having."

That makes me turn away from searching for Areum to him, my brows raised. His blue eyes meet mine, and I blink once, my mind cloudy.

He's pretty, just like his voice. But my vision's distorted a bit, and I can only really tell that he has stunning blue eyes.

My eyelids start drooping from the alcohol, and I look at the bartender, starting to get impatient. He's making the drink, but when he hands it to the boy instead of me, I put a hand between them.

"I ordered first, remember?"

The bartender shoots me a dirty look, and I just stick out a tongue at him as he angrily gives the glass to me. The boy's staring at me, clearly surprised.

That kind of makes me angry. What— did he expect me to just hand it over to him or something like that?

And I'm drunk, which makes it even worse.

"What are you staring at?" I snap, my voice more on edge than usual. "You should wait for your turn."

"I'm sorry." He says, and his voice just makes all the anger just melt away. My features twist into a confused frown— how could anyone's voice be that soft?

"I mean— it's okay." I say, taken aback a bit with his apology. Now that he'd done that, I should do it too. "Sorry for that. I was a bit blunt."

"It's okay." I can tell he's smiling, but not much after that. "What's your name?"

My brows twist a bit at the sudden question. My name? Why was he asking for my name? We'd met like five seconds ago, and I'd been mean to him three out of those five.

"Uh—" I hesitate for a long moment, before finally opening my lips again. "Dalym. Sin Dalym."

"Your name's beautiful." He says, and I close my eyes for a brief second. I could honestly listen to him talk forever. "I'm Jimin."

".....Hi." I say, not knowing what else to really say. He laughs, and it might be the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. Then he gets up, the blue in his eyes disappointed.