Under the clear night, the moon dominates the sky. Stars seem to shine brighter than ever as they descend to shine apon their children. A calm warm breeze blows through the city, citizens retreat to their homes for their nightly slumber but the certain, special seven of them.
Yoongi staggers through the woods. Four six packs of Heineken beers in his hold, two of them missing leaving twenty two of them in total. The intoxicated male has no idea as to why he bought so many. Maybe he was planning on drinking himself to death? Whatever excuse you want to come up with for him, doesn't matter at the moment. All he knows is that he needs to just forget everything about his life.
After many minutes of stumbling, tripping and yelling at random trees for standing in his way (and getting into a fight with one), he makes it into the clear and walks up the familiar hill. His eyes glued to his feet that criss cross with every step. When he finally makes it up, he raises his eyes.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You bitches are here too?" He furrows his brows, his eyes narrowed onto the six boys all seated in a circle. The boys look at him oddly, their eyes darting from the alcohol and to his disgusted face.
It's dark and the only lighting emits from the moon high above. Bright enough to make out each other's faces.
"Well, judging by your ugly depressed faces, I'm guessing all of our lives are buried in a pile of hot cow shit." He sighs and sits down cross legged. He places the alcohol infront of himself and opens another bottle.
Seokjin stares at him with a cocked eyebrows. That was the first time anyone has ever called him ugly...
Hoseok on the other hand stares into the ocean ahead of then, grabbing his duffle bag for dear life. He still has yet to recover from what had happened. He has tried to wipe it from his mind but it keeps coming back.
"Hey!" Yoongi suddenly bursts. "You! The annoying one with the duffle bag? What's your name again?" He scratches his head in deep thoughts waiting for Hoseok's answer. Hoseok turns his attention towards him and knits his eyebrows together.
"Hoseok?"
"Yeah you, Hoseok. Take this, you look like you need it." He throws a bottle towards him. Hoseok catches it before the bottle could shatter his skull.
"Yah! Do you want to kill me?!" He shreeks.
"Oh, shut up and just drink it." He waves him off.
Hoseok stares at the bottle, his heart rate kicking up. He's never drunk alcohol before. He was still underage.
"But I'm only eighteen."
"So am I." He shrugs.
Hoseok looks at the bottle all over again in horror.
"Hoseok you don't have to drink it if you don't want to you know?" Namjoon says.
Yeah, he knows but he feels like he has to put that jerk Yoongi in his place and show him he can do it.
Hoseok takes a big swig. The bitter liquid fills his mouth and burns his throat as it goes down. He lets out a raspy breath as his face contorts into disgust.
Yoongi bursts into laughter at the boy's reaction. "Pussy." he giggles with his wide gummy smile.
"Not cool." Jimin mumbles in a hushed voice and rubs Hoseok's back. He has no idea why but he suddenly feels he has to care over him. In fact, the boys all feel an invisible string tie them up together. No seven random people should feel this close after one encounter.
"Oh pull your panties out of your butt holes and grab a bottle." He takes the beers out of their casings pushes them towards the others. The boys are hesitant at first but slowly approach Yoongi and grab a bottle each. The pale man darts his eyes towards a silent certain boy hidden behind a baby blue hoodie.
"Hey! You! J-Jung...kook?" He points his drink at him. The boy nods.
"You g-good?" He sways back and forth. Jungkook nods once again.
"Good. N-naw one should feel like crap when Swag Master Yoonie is here." He crawls onto his knees over towards Jungkook with an unopen bottle in his hand. He then opens it feeds it to Jungkook while holding the back of his head like a baby.
"Drink up dear child." He lets go of the bottle and crawls back to his place not without falling onto his stomach.
The other boys drink up their first sips of alcohol and handle it pretty well. Jimin on the other hand, has flashbacks of Donghyun getting wasted right before beating him. This causes him to gulp the drink down quicker, the bitter taste wiping away the bitter memories.
The men sit in silence, enjoying their drinks.
//•°🌒°•//
An hour and a half later...
The empty bottles are splayed all over the ground. The boys are buzzed. They have all grown comfortable with each other thanks to the alcohol. Hoseok sits cross legged and poorly attempt to braid Jimin's hair.
"You have p-," he hiccups, "pretty hair. Like Eomma's." He smiles widely. Jimin who has hated being compared to the female gender for his whole life giggles. "Thanks."
Seokjin lays on his stomach and picks at the grass along with Taehyung and Namjoon.
"Th-this. What do you call this in English again?" He squints at the other two.
"Uhm...gloundue?" Taehyung shruggs.
"No no no. Is, grass." Namjoon corrects him. Seokjin gasps.
"Oh." Seokjin plays with it more. "I-I likeu...grass." he speak in his broken English. "I've always wanted to learn English, but I'm too lazy..."
"What is the world? Why do we exist? Don't you think the fact that there is human life form roaming the Earth, is just weird? Where were we before this? Where will we go after this? Isn't it fascinating that the whole universe exists? Don't you agree guys?" Namjoon blabbers in English and looks at the Taehyung and Seokjin on either side of him. The two boys stare at him blankly before Taehyung bursts into laughter. Soon, the other two follow.
"I'm just sayin' Jungkook. Why be straight when you can have the best of both worlds? But then again, I'm speaking to you and you're basically fetus. Woah, what the fuck? I'm so drunk." Yoongi mumbles while Jungkook rests on his legs, he laying back with his arms under his head.
"It's kinda hot up here." Hoseok waves his hand infront of his face hoping to cool down.
"I know right." Seokjin follows.
"Why don't we all take a dip in the ocean." Taehyung beams.
"Cause we don't want to fucking drown to death." Yoongi growls. The boy pouts and rests his head on Namjoon's shoulder.
"Pussy." Hoseok smirks. Soon, a stone hurdles towards him and hits him on his forehead.
"Ow~" he rubs the spot.
"Oh no! Hoseok Hyung? Gwaenchana?" Jimin turns around and blows on his forehead.
"Thanks Jimin."
"Guys! Get your asses over here!" They all look up to see Yoongi already walking away with Jungkook in his clutches.
"Where are you going?!" Namjoon yells.
"To take a fucking swim." He answers and walks away.
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.
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The remaining five share a look before scrambling up to follow the short male. In their hurry, Taehyung trips and Yoongi witnesses it, which he laughs out loudly at.
//•°🌒°•//
Somehow, the boys found their way safely back up the hill all drenched in water.
"Yoongi I cannot believe you tried to drown me!" Hoseok gasps, his eyes wide.
"No I didn't. We were playing chicken fight. I was just trying to get on your shoulders." He defends himself. "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done this." He whips out his gun and points it at him.
"Woah!" Hoseok runs and takes cover behind the nearest person which is Taehyung. Taehyung stares at Yoongi and giggles.
"Oh my God, Yoongi put that away." Seokjin scolds.
"Chill, it's on safety lock, see?" He fires it into the sky and a loud bang erupts. The boys all crouch down onto the floor in fear.
"Oops." He innocently pouts and locks the gun before shoving it back into its holder under his hoodie.
"See? I-I told you he was out to get me." Hoseok shivers after collapsing to the ground. Yoongi rolls his eyes and lays onto the floor along with the others. No one speaks as they look up at the sky, their minds hazy from the intoxicating liquor. This is...
Nice.
To be able to be around new people. To forget about everything. To just be able to breath.
"Goodnight everyone." Hoseok smiles and uses his bag as a pillow and curls up against the cold.
"Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the wolves bite." Taehyung giggles. Hoseok shoots up.
"Oh shit! Does this place actually have wolves." His bigs eyes scan over the woods.
"Taehyung don't scare him." Seokjin scolds.
"Sorry Hyung." He pouts.
"Goodnight." Namjoon says.
"Night." The others follow in union.
And just like that, it was lights out for them.