It was not fine. Definitely not fine. As soon as Chulsoo dropped him off at his apartment he called called someone to pick him up so they could go to the club. It took twenty minutes for them to arrive and it felt like forever. Yet it also gave Taehyung time to change his clothing. Now wearing tight jeans and a loose floral shirt. He looked good and he knew it. Once they got to the club Taehyung didn't wait before heading to the dance floor. After a short while a hand grabbed his waist. Taehyung smirked.
Chulsoo groaned as he helped Jungkook up the stairs. It seemed like the boy was beginning to sober up from what ever he was on. "I miss pretty boy." Chulsoo rolled his eyes and opened the door to the spare bedroom. And dropped the high male onto the bed. "You need to sober up. I'm willing to help you." Chulsoo looked at his feet as he thought of Taehyung. He remembers when Taehyung had called him crying and sobbing. He shook his head trying to get the sad memory out of his head. Then it hit him. Both Taehyung and Jungkook have an addiction. Even if it's not the same addiction he hoped they can somehow help each other.