Yoongi is on his 5th whiskey just this hour.
"Another whiskey." He says, slurring his words.
"Hyung... Don't you think you should slow down?" Jungkook says timidly.
Yoongi doesn't acknowledge him, and continues drinking. Jungkook looks at me, giving me a look to say something. I shake my head at him, knowing if I say something it could make things a hundred times worse.
The waiter walks over and brings Yoongi his drink, he takes it and and downs half of it in one gulp. We all shoot glances at him as he continues to drink himself into oblivion.
"Alright, I think it's time we get the bill and go." Namjoon says.
Everyone agrees and stands up from the table, Namjoon walking off to pay the bill. Yoongi stumbles as he attempts to stand up. Hobi quickly reacts and grabs his arm, preventing him from falling over.
"I think it's time you got yourself into bed." He says, helping him walk out of the restaurant.
"Hmmm..." Yoongi responds. He's so drunk he can't even form a word.
I walk shyly to the cab, and I feel someone lightly graze my arm.
"Jangmi, are you okay? Do you want to stay in my room tonight?" Taehyung asks.
I think to myself about how I don't really know Taehyung all that well. But honestly, I'd rather sleep in a car than go back to a room with Yoongi tonight.
I look at him and nod my head. He gives me a weak smile and gestures for me to get into the cab with everybody. I get in and sit in between Taehyung and Jimin, with Yoongi on the far right side, his head pressed against the glass window.
The car ride back was deadly silent and awkward. You could cut the tension with a knife. Yoongi had pretty much passed out, before he suddenly wakes up yelling.
"YAHH!" He shouts.
Everyone diverts their attention towards him in shock. Jin letting out a little yelp himself, clutching his chest.
"YAHH, wh-where's J-Jangmi?" He slurs.
"She's right here, Hyung." Jimin says, pulling Yoongi's arm and pointing at me with his other hand. I lean forward so Yoongi can see me.
"O-oh, yo-you're s-still h-here?" He says. "I th-thought y-you sai-d you we-re lea-ving?" He hiccups.
"Yeah, in the morning Yoongi. It's a bit difficult to leave now. " I say.
"D-don't le-leave me. Pl-please." He mumbles.
I don't say anything, instead I lean back into my seat and look out the window. Trying not to overthink it all.
"Don-don't you rem-remember what y-you promised Jangmi?" He says.
"You pro-omised th-that no matter h-how hard it ge-gets, we'd w-work it out a-and stay st-strong. But yo-you're just gi-giving up. Just l-like that." He says.
Before I could respond, his head falls back onto the glass window and he passes out. Everyone in the cab stays silent. Nobody uttering a single word, not even a breath. I have never felt so embarrassed in all of my life. I regret coming. I wish I stayed at home.
After what feels like the longest car ride of my life, we finally reach the hotel. I get out quickly and walk into the hotel with Taehyung.
"YAHH!!" Yoongi shouts.
I turn back around and see him standing by the cab looking at me and Tae.
"What are y-you doing?" He shouts.
"I'm going to sleep. Something you should think of doing." I respond, before turning back around and walking inside, Tae following closely.
I quickly walk to the elevator. As I enter and turn around, I see Yoongi being escorted by Hobi.
I quickly look down when I see him look at me. The last thing I want right now is to look at him.
"Pfft, wh-whatever. Fuck it." I hear him shout as the elevator doors close.
I let out a sigh of relief, before tightly closing my eyes and letting out quiet, muffled sobs.
"Hey, It's okay... Don't cry." Tae says, putting a comforting arm around my shoulder.
"I'm sorry. Tonight was such a disaster." I say, sniffling.
"It's not your fault. He's just acting out, I'm not saying it's right. But when he wakes up in the morning he'll realise what he's done." He says.
"Yeah..." I say.
We reach Tae's door. As we're about to enter I see Yoongi coming down the hall with Hobi. He seems to have sobered up a little, he's walking down the hall with a water bottle in his hand. He looks up and see's Tae and I standing by his hotel room door.
He instantly picks up his pace and walks over to us, his expression turning into rage.
"What the fuck is going on? What are you doing?" He snaps.
At this point I'd had enough of everything tonight.
"Oh for fuck's sake, Yoongi just back off! You've done nothing but cause shit the entire night. You've yelled at me in front of everybody, you humiliated and embarrassed me, you got piss fucking drunk and then embarrassed yourself. Look at you, you're fucking sweating. Give it a rest." I yell.
"I'm not staying in a room with you tonight. The last thing I want is to be in a confined space with you alone whilst you're in this state. I want to be anywhere but with you right now. So I'm staying in Tae's room tonight." I continued.
"We both need space. Because frankly this is the last straw. I've had it up to here with it all." I gesture my hand to reach above my height.
"So stop fucking overreacting and causing another scene yet again. Go to bed and sober the fuck up. Once you've done that, then we can talk." I snap. I don't give him a chance to respond and walk in the room, slamming the door behind me.
I walk towards the bed and throw my things down. I'm calm. I don't feel like crying, I don't feel angry or upset. At this point I just feel nothing.
I sit down on the bed and Tae approaches me.
"Are you okay?" He asks, crouching down in front of me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I say, wiping my hand across my face.
"To be honest, we rushed into this relationship. We've been together for 3 months and in that time we've seen each other twice. Excluding the time he stayed over at my apartment." I say.
"I feel so... stupid. I can't believe I agreed to come. I should have stuck to my guns and said no. But he persuaded me." I say.
"I'm really sorry about all of this, Tae. It's not fair on you or the others to witness any of this shit." I added.
"No, I already said it's fine. It's not your fault" He says, holding my hand.
"Here, go to bed. Let him sober up and calm down, then talk to him before you leave in the morning." He says standing up.
"Thank you. I really appreciate it." I say sincerely.
Tae grabs a pillow and blanket and makes up a bed on the floor, letting me have the bed.
"Goodnight, Tae." I whisper.
"Goodnight" He replies.
**
I wake up to the horrific sound of Tae's alarm.
"Mmmph" I groan into my pillow, pulling the sheet over my head.
I'm about to fall back asleep until I suddenly feel the urge to throw up.
Before I know it, I throw the sheets off of me and run to the bathroom, vomiting into the toilet.
Tae quickly rushes in to my aid, holding my hair back and rubbing my back as I violently cough into the toilet bowel. After a few minutes, I stop and raise my head from inside the toilet. Tae hands me some tissue to wipe my mouth.
"Thank you." I croak.
"Are you alright? Is it something you ate?" He asks worriedly.
"Ugh, I don't know. It just came on out of the blue." I say, standing up and walking back to the bed.
"You uh- I don't really - uh..." He stutters.
"What?" I ask.
"You and Yoongi, have you two been...?" He asks shyly.
I chuckle at him. "Yeah. But I'm on birth control. I'm not pregnant if that's what you're asking." I say.
"Ah, okay. That's good." He says, fidgeting on the side of the bed.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"7am. Have you looked at flights?" He asks.
"Yeah, there's one at 1pm today. I can get that one. If not I can get it later." I say.
"Alright, you still have a few hours, so get back into bed and rest." He says, pulling the sheet over me.
"I need to make sure I talk to Yoongi today. What time are you all due to leave?" I ask.
"About 10am. I can go get him now if you want?" He says.
"Yeah, better now. Just to get it over with." I say.
"Alright, I'll be back in a minute." He says, giving me a boxy smile.
After about 10 minutes, I hear the handle rattle at the door.
"Here we go." I mutter to myself, sitting up in bed.
Yoongi walks in alone. He looks like shit. He has dark circles under his eyes and he looks pale. Paler than usual. He walks in and approaches me, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Are you okay? You don't look well." He says.
"I'm fine." I reply in a cold tone.
He looks around the room and notices Tae's bed he made up on the floor. He lets out a subtle sigh of relief, but I still notice it.
"Really?" I scoff.
He turns and looks at me. "What?" He responds.
"Did you really think I'd share a bed with Tae? You thought after a fight I'd jump into bed with another man, just like that?" I ask, glaring at him.
"Is that really what you think of me?" I say, raising my eyebrow.
"This is just proving my point on the fact that we really don't know each other that well, Yoongi. That we jumped into this way too fast, without getting to know each other properly." I say.
"Please, Jagi... I didn't come here to fight." He pleads.
"I'm sorry. I know I hurt you, I know I was a fucking idiot last night. I shouldn't have behaved that way. I'm so sorry." He says, turning to hold my hand.
"Don't leave. I want you to stay, I want to make it up to you. We can go out together, on a real date, in public. I don't care who sees us. If they ask I'll tell them exactly who you are, that you're my girlfriend." He says.
I take a minute to think to myself.
Maybe spending these 3 months together will let us get to know each other better. Maybe it'll bring us closer. And I don't want to let him go just like that. I still love him.
I sigh heavily, pursing my lips together to form a straight line.
"Alright. I'll stay." I mumble.
"But. No more shit. This is your last chance. I don't usually even give second chances these days." I say, holding a finger up.
A wide smile immediately appears on his face.
"Ahhh yes, thank you, Jagi!" He says, basically jumping on me and showering me with little kisses all over my face.
"Aiygoo, stop." I say, laughing.
"Oh wait, what about the paternity test?" I ask.
"She agreed to a paternity test. We find out next week." He replies.
"Oh, good." I say.
"Will it change anything?" He asks.
"What? No, of course not. I love you, Yoongi. I love you for you, not your past. If he does turn out to be your son, I'll still love you." I say, giving him a warm smile.
"I love you too." He says, leaning forward to give me a kiss on my forehead.
"We're going out later when I get back. I promised you a real date. Just us two." He says.
I smile at him.
"Okay, I can't wait. Now go get ready." I say, throwing my hand towards him.
"See you soon." He mouths, before walking out and closing the door behind him.
See you soon.