RANT BUDDY | VKOOK

- a huge fuckin' mistake

THE first thing Jeongguk saw when he entered the crowded room was his boyfriend making out with someone else. A pretty blonde with a too short red dress was trapped between his arms and the counter.

Jeongguk was surprised at his own detachment. He wasn't looking for anything serious anyways. They had been dating for a month or two followed by a series of seemingly pleasant dates and normal conversations. But like before, Jeongguk felt nothing around him. This now ex-boyfriend was more of a friend (who fuck) than a dating partner.

Exhaling heavily, Jeongguk moved on from the sight only to see his cousin already wasted, manspreading on a red stool by the bar counter. 

"Found your boyfie sucking Jane's face." he slurred, eyes almost rolling back in the process.

Jeongguk wrinkled his nose in utter disgust as he proceeded to order a few shots.

"Are you ignoring me, Ggukie?" Jimin said, tugging on Jeongguk's arm.

These were the very few (many) times Jeongguk questioned his luck. An idiot of a cousin and a fucked-up life. What more could he ask for? If Jimin was bearable when sober he was I-want-to-stab-you-to-death annoying when drunk. 

The brunette ignored his cousin as he downed a shot leaving a burning trail down his throat, eyes almost watering at the impact.

"Hey, Jared." 

Here he goes. 

A tall, blonde approached Jimin, an army suede jacket tied around his waist and a tall cup of what he supposed was the fruit punch being distributed near the pool area.

"Wassup, Park. Enjoying the night?" Jared grinned as he bumped his fist with a smirking Jimin, pretending like Jeongguk wasn't a few inches away from them. Well, he couldn't really blame them since he was very much accustomed to the said treatment. 

"What was your favourite band, again?" 

Jared furrowed his eyebrows in curiosity before replying,

"Uh.. Five Seconds of Summer, Imagine Dragons —" 

"Imagine dragon deez nuts across yer face." Jimin lulled, winking at the horror stricken face of Jared who passed a pained smile and almost scurried away from the scene. 

Jeongguk pressed the bridge of his nose as the shrill cackling of Jimin reached him but he couldn't really help but smile slightly.

♡

It took five more shots for Jeongguk to almost topple while climbing up the stairs. His entire vision was blurry and a dull throb echoed at the back of his head.

Fuck.

Looking down at the dance floor, he located Jimin still drinking with a girl mounted on his lap as the others continued their horrific grinding and dancing. 

Jeongguk really needed to leave but of course he couldn't trust Jimin to be in one piece after being left alone. So, instead he started hunting for an empty bathroom which he found immediately near the first landing.

He somehow managed to enter the washroom before swiftly puking in the toilet, holding back his bangs as his stomach squeezed the remnants out. 

The brunette felt nauseous by the time he washed his mouth and face, sitting in the dry bath tub, back pressed against the cold wall. 

Jeongguk yearned for the warmth of his bed and the soft glaring of his laptop screen. Yet here he was stuck in this awful party with the poor excuse of letting loose and an urge to rant. 

Jeongguk never got drunk alone, he always remembered to drag Jimin into one of these sessions, not that he drank often. There's this issue which arises when there's too much alcohol in his system, like right now, he has this sudden urge to speak. 

Blabber whatever goes inside his head. His ups and downs, his estranged family and how he keeps fucking things up. Its usually Jimin who swallows his pain up, empathises and cries with him. Probably the only person who could really understand him. 

The present situation was different. There was no sign of Jimin and the familiarity of his room. All he had was his phone which was useless since his cousin was too busy down there. 

He thought of calling up his old soccer coach, as he scrolled through his contacts, but immediately back tracked. If his coach came to know that he was drinking, his mother would know too sooner or later. 

It was at that moment that an unsaved number flashed in his call history along with the icon of an anime character. Jeongguk was too drunk to even comprehend what he was doing before he called the number up. 

The line rang thrice before the person picked up. 

"Yes?" 

Deep. 

That was the first thing to pop in his mind followed by Asshole, which he really didn't know why. The voice seemed strangely familiar. 

"I need to talk." Jeongguk slurred, clearing his throat to sound sober (which didn't really work but whatever) 

There was shuffling on the other side followed by the flicking on of a switch and a distant groan. 

"Go ahead then" the person rasped, a tinge of amusement is his voice as if he realised and knew that it precisely was Jeongguk. 

But he couldn't really care less. The urge to rant was going out of hand as his mind tumbled with words. 

So that is what he did. He ranted. 

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lmao. hope yall liked the sneak peak of another disastrous fanfiction *peace sign*. do vote and comment.

lots of lovee,

cassandra.