idk | yoongi ?

I look around at the people surrounding me. None of them have the whitey-blonde hair I am looking for. Everybody is blurry and smudges in my vision, colours merging into one another and faces all unrecognizable. 

My head hurts and my stomach feels like it was twisting about, doing acrobatics. Despite this terrible side affects, I also feel wide awake and giddy, like I am the happiest person on Earth.

"Areum-ah?" There is suddenly a hand on my shoulder and I follow up the arm to find the face I was originally looking for.

"Yoongi! I was looking for you~" My voice is slow and a bit slurred, but still understandable. Or to my own ears, anyway. He smiles weakly a little at me before grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

"Let's go home before you do any damage." I allow him to drag me along, but stumble and trip as we go. My feet are moving too slow and the floor keeps tilting every now and again. Is this normal? Giggles bubbled up in my chest.

I suddenly bump into Yoongi and look up to his face. He's smirking at me, and rolls his eyes at me before taking a step closer. He places his mouth by my ear before speaking over the loud music. 

"Let me carry you come, you drunken idiot." His breath tickles my ear, making me giggle again. He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his torso and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Yoongi?" I ask as soon as we are away from other people. My head feels like someone is banging it against a wall, my hangover already coming. Oh, how I hate the process of becoming sober again.

"Sorry for earlier. I was being a silly billy, and-"

"Areum-ah?" I just hum in response, letting him speak. I close my eyes and breathe in his scent, something that makes my head feel a tiny bit better. 

"Wait until tomorrow, you won't remember this...Or mean any of it." I pull my head off his shoulder and frown at him, looking at his face. 

"I don't forget many things, I will remember. Promise." I nod my head sincerely, sure of myself. 

"What did you last text me then, if you're not so drunk?" He shifts my body slightly, getting a better grip on my lower back. I rest my head on his shoulder again, thinking hard. I texted him? Maybe... 

"I don't remember some things, but I texted you to come get me." I felt sick, but not like I was going to be sick. I pull my phone out of my pocket and hold it out in front of Yoongi's face. 

He rolls his eyes at me but manages to hold me with one hand for a moment while he takes it. 

"I don't want it to break...Do phones break easily?" He chuckles, but nods his head. A feeling of drowsiness washes over me, so I feel tired on top of all these other things. My mind wonders to things I couldn't even begin to explain, and eventually I feel myself drift into sleep. 

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Jiminie: Kim Areum! I hope you had fun tonight;) xx

Me: It was a cool party! I loved it:) xx

Jiminie: Sounds like you had fun.. Want to hang tomorrow?? xx

Me: I would if I could, but Sundays are home days xx

Jiminie: You said earlier that we could...I need to talk to you!! 

Jiminie: Maybe you were just too drunk? xx

Me: Well from the amount of alcohol I drank I think so too;P 

Me: Thanks for finding my phone, Yoongi told me xx

Jiminie: No worries. He said you were dating, how come you never said? xx

Me: Did he say that? 

Jiminie: Yes, why? Tell me the gossips!!!

Me: Text me tomorrow when I aren't half drunk. 

Sorry for the sucky, filler chapter lmao ~Al

*Edit, I realised that I originally made Jimin older than Areum but that isn't possible if she's only a year younger than Yoongs, sorry for the mistake!!