Jungkook POV:

I took him back to my place since I knew my brother was probably at his boyfriend's house. Yeah I didn't really care that he was gay as long as he was happy it's fine with me. I knew he wasn't there because he's car was gone.

Stupid bitch he probably got ready slow so I would ditch him and he would have an excuse to ditch me for the rest of the night.

I told the guy that this was where I lived with my brother but I'm pretty sure he wasn't listening. The whole ride he had been silent and he had just looked out the window. I'm sure he's still upset with Tae dumping him (at least I think that's what happened, actually i'm pretty sure that's what happened) and that's why he doesn't want to talk to me just yet or at all.

That's fine since I'm not really the type of person that likes talking anyways. I'm still trying to figure out why in the hell am I trying to be involved with this boy. The only acceptable answer I've been able to come up with is that I'm just being a sympathetic human being and I'm bored OR i've been injected with heroin and I'm doing stupid shit because of that.

Whatever the reason the boy is here in my house on a whim on my part and now I need to do something before it gets fucking awkward. I offer him some of my clothes so we can get out of our soaked ones. He agrees silently. I give him one of my white tshirts and some grey sweatpants while I change into a black tshirt and black sweatpants.

Afterwards I ask him "Umm do you want a drink?" "Ahh I don't really drink but right now I will take your offer so yes" he says almost a whisper. Hmm he doesn't really drink but he was having a fling with Tae? The king of dragging people into the world of alcohol? So what did they do if they weren't drinking? Oh hell nah… I don't want to think about that.

Maybe that's why he's so sad though..? Fuck why do I care? What the fuck is wrong with me today seriously? I'm supposed to be getting laid right now not turning into some sappy little bitch.

I bring the drink to the boy who looks lost sitting on one of the chairs in the living room. It's kind of funny. "Thank you" he mumbles. "Your welcome" I mumble back lamely as I put the bottle I served us from on the table. I see him take a drink and wince at the burn. He really doesn't look like the type to drink. Maybe I shouldn't have given him that drink..

"Ummm so do you want to see a movie or something? I ask because shit I don't know what to do with this dude. " Actually could we just drink in silence?" he says. I can tell this guy really doesn't want to do anything and I don't either so drinking in silence is perfect. "Sure" I say. We keep drinking and in the silence I can't help but wonder if he might have crossed my path for a reason. I only have my brother and Tae is the only guy I consider a friend so maybe this is some kind of fucked up fate for us.

Before I can finish my train of thought I hear the boy ask if there's more alcohol he could have. Shit. I was so spaced out I didn't notice he downed the whole fucking bottle already. Will he able to hold his drinks? Maybe I should stop supplying him drinks. "No that was our last bottle sorry.." I lie. He sighs like really sighs. A sigh that wouldn't be caused by a lack of alcohol. I still had my drink in my hand when I feel the boy's gaze on my drink. I'm guessing he wants it.

I move to finish it before he can ask for it but I feel him sit on my lap to try and take my cup away. "HEY" I say a little loudly. I mean shit I'm not used to guys sitting on my lap. "GIve it to me" he says. It almost sounds like a moan. "No I think you've had enough," I warn. "I need it more than you" he whines. All of a sudden I feel him get off my lap and sit next to me. "Agh I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me" he whispers. What the heck? How did he just go from stupid drunk to sober in .2 secs? "Can I use your restroom?" he asks. "Umm first door on your left." Why did I invite this dude in my house and in my life? What's wrong with me? Seriously.

Jimin POV:

Oh my god. What am I doing. I sat on his LAP! Who does that?! He's probably thinking I'm a pervert or something.

Aghhhh Tae this is all your fault.

I wouldn't have to be going through this if it wasn't for you.

While in the restroom I wash my face and breathe deeply. I can feel the drinks starting to go to my head. I mean I did drink 75% of the bottle the guy had brought out. Just one night. I will stay one night. Tomorrow I will go back home. I have nothing to do here anymore. I look at my reflection and admire how big the guy's clothes look on me briefly before walking out of his restroom and going to sit on a different chair in the living room.

The guy is nowhere to be seen. I haven't even asked his name. I don't really want to know either. The silence we have going on is soothing in a way.

Hmm but I should make a mental note of his address so I can send him money later for helping me tonight. Wait I wasn't paying attention to where we were going though. Aghhh I really am stupid. I'm going to have to ask him his name. I'll ask him later. For sure.

I see him coming back from what I presume to be the kitchen with two cans of beer. I guess we're going to keep drinking. He hands me a can and asks if that brand is fine. I tell him I don't particularly care since I'm not an alcohol person like I said before. "So why are you drinking?" he asks a little annoyed I can tell. "Because I want to forget. I want to lessen the pain." I reply.

Dang that sounds sappy as hell. But it's the truth. I'm finishing my beer but suddenly I don't feel sad anymore. I feel incredibly happy.

So happy I need to share this feeling with someone.

Jungkook POV:

It's been awhile since I've had anyone at my house. Let alone a stranger. I feel so awkward. I feel just like I did a few years back when I was the kid that didn't have any friends and was made fun of because his brother was gay.

I shouldn't be thinking about these things. I should be getting laid DAMN IT.

This is so frustratingly weird. Maybe I should try to make it less weird but I mean the dude just said he wants to lessen his pain and I'm not a compassionate person by any means. How the fuck do i even help him? WHY DID I RUN INTO THIS BOY? This is so frustrating.

Maybe I should just overdose on alcohol, yeah that'll help. I think I need a shot. I get up from my seat on the sofa and the boy looks up smiling. What the hell? Is he okay? I need a drink.. I make my way to the kitchen to the cabinet my brother keeps his stash of "NOT FOR YOU" liquor. I pour myself a big glass and down it in one go. I know I'm not supposed to do that but hopefully in a few minutes I'll be much funner to be around so I can lighten the mood.

I make my way back and the boy is laughing at a family picture in his hands. "You were soooo cute" he slurs. Well. That explains why he was smiling before. He's stupid drunk. "Thank you" I say sheepishly. I've never liked that photo of my brother and I from a few years back. No my parents aren't in it. No I don't feel like explaining.

"Do you want to do something fun? Do you want to play a game?" the boy asks looking at me expectantly. "What game?" I sigh. When will the big ass drink I just took take effect? I'm probably coming off as a weird ass guy who picks up people for no apparent reason and to top it off is no fucking fun. "Let's play truth or dare" the boy who I'm just noticing has a cute little blush on his chubby cheeks says. CUTE .

"Yeah okay" I reply suddenly feeling much happier and willing to play. We sit on the floor in my living room across from each other. We both say truth in the first few so there isn't anything interesting yet just basic questions. I forgot to ask him his name though. I'll ask in the next truth.

"TRUTH OR DARE" the cute boy says happily. "Don't be a pussy and say DARE" he says afterwards. THE FUCK? I ain't no wimp so obviously I say dare. "I dare you to bring that drink I can smell from where I'm sitting at and share with me" he dares happily. Little bitch, alright I can do that. Somewhere in the back of my mind a voice is telling I shouldn't bring the bottle to the boy but right now I don't care.

I go to the kitchen and get the bottle. I stagger back to my place on the floor. "Niceeeeee" the boy cheers. "Here" I say as I hand him the bottle "now it's my turn, TRUTH OR DARE?" I peer at him trying to make him understand that he'll be the pussy if he says truth. "DARE bitch" he yells. Dang I guess we are on friendlier terms as of now. "I dare you to take your I mean MY shirt OFF" I yell teasingly. I see him puff his cheeks and make a move to take off my shirt. Oh this is going to be fun.