Best Friend
The lights from the disco ball were wildly dancing around the bar in various colors. And loud blasting music was coming from the large speakers, connected to every corner. Everybody seems to be enjoying the moment with their hands in the air, jumping with every beat of the music, headbanging with friends. The DJ teasingly paused with a small smirk and yelled, 'are you ready?' then the hype began.
It was a good night.
Not until a group of friends, at the near table at the latter corner, looked pretty much distressed. They were wasted, they have been partying for too long and was idly resting on their table, waiting to call it a night. Their makeups were slightly smudged from the side but were still presentable enough. There were plenty of glasses on their table, some were emptied, some were not and they want it to remain that way.
Jihyo was watching from the table, looking at the dancefloor—looking at a certain person. Then her expression changed, she gazed over her shoulder with a sly grin.
"What happened?"
"What do you mean 'what happened?'" Momo returned the question, very much clueless.
"Look at her." Jihyo mused and pointed her face towards the direction where everyone is dancing. "She looks so... different. She looks like a madwoman."
Despite the tingling tease of alcohol, she can still think straight and manage to exchange conversation. Just a little bit tipsy. But the woman in front is the complete opposite.
"Ah." Dahyun squeaked, a proud smile painted her lips. "What's wrong with that? She's having so much fun. She's drunk... really drunk so no need to worry. She won't remember a thing tomorrow."
All their gazes fell at the front once more and the sight was chaotic. Jeongyeon was dancing without a care in the world. She was jumping, putting her hands in the air, and was laughing like a maniac. She wiggled her eyebrows as she neared towards a group of men and pouted her lips with a tease, they all stop for a moment with interest. She bit her lip for a second, then smacked their shoulders without any second doubt like an idiot. She then released a good laugh, almost, her nostrils came flaring in. The men backed up with horrid expressions.
"Well, look at their faces!" Nayeon chuckled loudly, placed her hands on the table with a loud thud. "Woooh! The power of Yoo Jeongyeon!"
Sana laughed with her and they were enjoying every bit of it. This is the only time they can make jokes about her without her knowing. And they considered it a blessing.
Jihyo seemed to be unamused, she didn't smile. Nayeon and Sana quickly got the idea and they hastily stood from their seats.
"Alright, we'll get her."
Tzuyu followed behind to help.
It was a tough job to pull her out from the dancefloor. The three of them were having a hard time encouraging her to stop already, they even said they'll be heading home anytime soon which is true, but she opposed, drowned too much by the alcohol. They have no other choice but to drag her out even though she's whining like a baby. It took them a while to sober her up and it was really a hard process before they reached the entrance of the bar, waiting for a ride home.
Jeongyeon pouted her lips, not bothered by their silence.
"Yah! Why do you have to do that?! Don't you see I'm flirting with a guy back there; didn't you see his face? He said I was hot."
"Yeah, unnie," Tzuyu smirked. "I saw the disgust on their faces."
"Aigo, Jeongyeon." Said Chaeyoung who's scrolling on her phone. "If you'll see your videos tomorrow, you'll be surprised. You won't be forgetting any of these, ever. I'm telling you."
Mina peek. "You took a video?"
"Lots of one." Chaeyoung answered with a wide smile.
"Sneaky!" Nayeon playfully pushed her with Momo shuffling her hair in return.
All of them are stifling laughter. Jeongyeon seemed to be not herself now due to the effect of alcohol. Whenever they party or drink, she is one of the members who keep a strict eye on the amount of alcohol she drinks. She only drinks a minimum of two bottles or three, that's it. She said, she doesn't want to overdo it and was afraid to be drunk, knowing the horrible things she could do. But tonight is an exception.
Jeongyeon was humming a tune loudly, though it didn't sound that good, anyone that passes by them gives a weird look before heading their own ways.
Jihyo can't bare anymore. It's almost midnight and there hadn't been a cab for half an hour. They won't be risking to get Jeongyeon home without a ride in this kind of state. It will take forever and she needed to rest. Jihyo fished something from her pockets and dialed a number on her phone. It rang three times before someone answered with a low 'hello' from the other line.
"Yah, Jimin-ssi!" She welcomed, dropping the formality between them. "We got Jeongyeon here and she's wasted. We might as well need help."
Silence seeped between.
"Why you?!" Her tone raised. "Because she's your best friend and she will listen to you than any of us here. So, come fetch her already. Arasso?"
Jihyo nodded with a proud smile, satisfied with their conversation. After a couple of seconds, she ended the call.
"He's coming."
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Jimin could smell the penetrating strong odor of alcohol from Jeongyeon as he guided her inside his car. The girls helping him out before they finally headed in separate ways. They had declined his offer to take them home, they said, they have their own ride to catch. Jimin didn't oppose anymore, the important thing is, he has to bring her home once and for all.
He couldn't endure the smell during their travel, he opened the windows on the driver's side for the fresh air to creep in. He looked through the rear-view mirror to check on her and Jeongyeon was already staring at him with a wide smile—a grin.
"What?" Jimin asked even though he knew he wouldn't get a proper answer in return.
And her manic laughed echoed.
"You should have seen his face, Jiminie~"
"Who?" He gave a small smile, growing interested to the topic.
"The man I dance with a while ago." Jeongyeon smiled dreamily and gazed out the window. "He said I looked beautiful. And elegant. And beautiful. And... and elegant. I am not sure of his name but I remember... it was, uhm, with a monster in it. Rap monster? I—I don't know."
Jimin chuckled. Turned the engine off as they reached their house. He opened the door at her side and guided her once again.
"Sorry to break your bubble, Yoo. But no one has a name uglier than that, okay?"
"But he is. I remember!"
Jimin held on her waist and placed her arm on his shoulder as she walked with wobbling legs, being a support. They climb the stairs towards her bedroom. They do live in the same house for years now because they are such close friends even from childhood. Both of their mothers grew up together that explains the bond between them. They are even the ones who encouraged them to stay in one roof, just for the reasons that they have the company of each other and pretty much were inseparable.
Now, they're here.
"Oh." Jeongyeon hummed as they reached her room. "Are you jealous, Jiminie?~"
"Of that Rap Monster guy? Of course not! Now, go change your clothes."
"I don't think so. You're just jealous. I know you are~"
Jimin only looked at her with a funny expression. He can't believe how childish she gets when she's drunk but what can he do? He just has to enjoy the moment because he only gets once in a lifetime chance to see her aegyos. She's a tsundere.
"Go change and take a shower too."
Jeongyeon laughed softly.
"I can hear the jealousy in your voice."
"I am not jealous."
"You are." She teased.
Jimin got enough of her blabbering nonsense. He neared her direction, one step forward, and another. And another. Jeongyeon backed away as his eyes looked directly onto her eyes with such expression. She stepped another one backward until the only thing she could feel is the coldness of the wall at her back. Finally trapping her at the corner of the room.
"Just admit it, Jimin." Jeongyeon sweetly smiled and pinched his cheek in return.
They were so close, almost they were inches apart but he remained unmoved. Jimin hadn't said a word and was only waiting for her response, scare her a little, though he admits, he's having fun teasing her despite her being drunk.
"I'm so tired to change my clothes. Might as well sleep like this."
Jimin flashed a grin. "Is that so? Then let me help you take it off then? Sounds good?"
Jeongyeon took a while to process his reply and for a moment, in the cloudiness of her senses, something clear came. Her eyes widen as a response and she could see how close they really are. In a blink of an eye, she finally understands what he meant and only realized their current situation.
Jeongyeon's nervous chuckle fills the air. She pushed his arms away and headed towards the bathroom.
"I'll go change. You want to come?" Her goofiness returned, she grinned widely while holding the doorknob, wiggling her eyebrows in the process. "Sure, you don't."
Jimin shook his head, unbelieving of her boldness to do such a thing.
"I see your blushing." He counterattacked, which is true. Her cheeks had turned red, maybe, just the alcohol itself. "You want me to repeat what I said just seconds ago?"
Jimin was used to it—them bickering. They could tease each other all day and everything seemed to be perfect as it is. Sometimes, Jeongyeon would get a little bit irritated because of his continuous teasing but he'd lowkey stop for a while when he'd seen the changes in her behavior. And then they would bicker again. He guessed it's their usual thing. They were used to it... very much. But only during these times where everything is different. He could tease her; tell her things he can't say in person—of what he really feels for her. And then she would forget everything in the morning. Like nothing happened.
"If only, Jeongyeon." Jimin whispered.
"What was that?" She peered back to him and squinted her eyes for suspense, nearing towards his direction.
"Nothing."
"Oh. Now we're playing secrets?"
"Just go." Jimin persuaded.
"Not until you'll tell me your secret." Jeongyeon stood in front of him, waiting. Though he could see her eyes shut close and open again, he knows he needed to put her to sleep.
"I have no secrets."
"I don't believe you."
"Yah, Jeongyeon. I will never keep a secret from you, remember that."
Her face softens as if something bothered her. As if realization stuck her at its core. Jeongyeon nodded and pursed her lips as a response. She gazed at him in silence, like she eagerly wanted to tell him something urgent but cannot. Her stature flatters. Jeongyeon giggled and take a step forward. Jimin watched her.
"I'll tell you mine."
Jimin finally got enough of their useless conversation, he gently pulled her through her shoulders to the bed. She looks like she's going to pass out anytime soon.
"That's enough, Jeongyeon. Go to sleep. Just take a shower early in the morning, understand?"
"But I didn't tell you my secret yet."
Jimin plastered a small smile. "You're drunk. All that comes from your mouth is caused by alcohol."
Jeongyeon held his wrist this time. Look at him straight in the eye. The edges of her eyes soften and something in them tells him that she was being true. Jimin stared at her, patiently waiting. Though he can't remove the uneasiness at his chest.
"Listen to me, okay." She started; her tone fell. "I have been thinking of it for a while now. But I have been afraid. I have been a coward. I am always is. But—but just listen to me."
She closed the gap between them and cupped her hands on his cheeks, gently rubbing her thumb on his skin. She could see him close this time. She could see the color of his eyes. The pinkness of his lips. The sharp edge of his noble nose. How thick his eyebrows are. His jokes and punch lines made her smile even on a bad day. The way he made her laugh like they have no worries in life. Even the kindness he possesses in his heart. Everything.
"Jimin," Jeongyeon said in a softer tone, looked him at his eyes. "I—"
Then she passed out.
Good thing Jimin was able to catch her in time. He carried her in a bridal style and placed her softly on the bed. Pulled the blankets closely to her to keep her warm. Before anything else... before the night ends, Jimin looked at her with emotions in his eyes. Warmth. Fondness. Affection. For one last time, he brushed his thumb on her cheek. Feeling the smoothness of it. And to her lips.
Jeongyeon's eyes opened slowly.
Jimin saw it and took his hand back instantly, but before he could, Jeongyeon held it warmly in her hand. Stopping him.
A genuine smile escaped her lips.
"I'm afraid it will make a change but I'm telling you now. Isn't it ironic?" Her soft chuckles filled his ears. "But whatever happens, even if I forget everything, remember this—my feelings for you will never change. Never."
He waited.
"I like you, Jimin." She paused, sounded like her usual self.
And her eyes slowly drifted off. She passed out once again.
Jimin released a sigh. A smile made it's onto his face. His heart flutters.
"You're so unbelievable."
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This is sooo cute. Credits to the owner! <3
Anyeong! Anyeong! How are you? It took me a while to update this kekeke :3 I hope everyone is safe and healthy! Spreading my love to all of you!
Mind if I leave another question? Tho, it will be random. Really really random xD. Here it is.
Question of the chapter:
Covid 19 or Zombie Apocalypse
Aigo~ Sorry about this! I know. I know it's weird but I just wanted to drop this. hahaha. I'm a zombie apocalypse fan and I really love watching this kind of movies. The adrenaline and all! The suspense. Just imagine all those action tho, I know in real life, it'll be tragic and heartbreaking. My favorite apocalypse movie is World War Z. :)))
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