"Hey! It's our bunny maknae!" Jimin called and wrapped his arms around my waist, breathing in my scent. I shivered a bit. I wasn't used to skinship that much.
Seokjin rolled his eyes. "Give her to Taehyung, he deserves it." His arm yanked me back to where Taehyung was standing and my face turned red for a second. I swear to God, he is like the only person to make me feel like this besides Hoseok.
Jungkook shook his head at Jimin's childish behavior. Namjoon chuckled as Yoongi rolled his eyes. I piped up, "Who's ready to go in the club?" I needed some time to think and reflect on tonight. That bastard. I just called up Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin, Seokjin, Jungkook, and Taehyung because I knew they would be up for this kind of shit.
Once again, Jimin linked his arm with mine and went inside the nightclub together. Me somewhat being oblivious about Taehyung, he didn't like it when Jimin was being too clingy on me. Seokjin knew what the situation was even though he didn't even ask.
Jimin dragged me to the bar where we sat on the stools. "Water for the lady and a beer for me," he said to the bartender. He nodded and proceeded with Jimin's orders. I sat there bored. This is my favorite nightclub so why would I be like this?
The bartender put the glass of water in front of me and I started to sip on it. I took a sigh. Jimin noticed after he took a shot. "What's wrong?" I shook my head.
"It's nothing," I responded softly, avoiding his gaze as I swirled the water around in the glass. He just slowly nodded and took another shot.
"It doesn't seem like nothing," Jimin took my hand in his. "You want some fresh air, Bunny?"
I stood up and smiled at him. "I can go by myself, but thanks." Jimin removed his snapback from his head and put it on top of mine. Nodding back at him, I slowly moved past the grinding bodies of people and in the corner of my eye, I saw Taehyung flirting with two women.
They were smiling so brightly and so is Taehyung.
My heart clenched. Gulping, I hastily made my way out of the club and leaned on the brick wall in the alley. I hoped for myself not to cry, but what am I expecting?
I held up my fist to my mouth as tears fell. The way I look now is probably pitiful. My free hand touched the ring hanging on a silver chain from my neck. Having a one-sided crush sucks ass so badly. Everyone knew it was a painful thing. It struck my heart like a bullet and I feel like I can't breathe. It was as if... as if someone was constraining me.
"Hey, hey, hey. Why're you crying out here alone? Aren't you supposed to—"
I ran to the familiar voice and cried into his chest, soaking his white dress shirt with my tears. "Jungkookie...," I sobbed pathetically. His hands caressed the small of my back as I kept on babbling incoherently. "It hurts. It really really hurts."<small>