"Princess!" Jeffrey beams, wrapping you into a hug and pressing a kiss against your temple.

"Don't kiss her anymore you idiot," Boram snaps, placing a slab of meat on the grill. "Namjoon really might end your life."

"Seriously," Nanami snorts, taking a swig of her soju. "Either yours or [Y/N]'s. She couldn't walk straight for two days once he was done with her."

Jeffrey's eyes almost bulge out of his head. "You told him what we did?"

"Wait did you two fuck?" Boram gasps.

"Yes, Jeffrey, I told him," you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. "And no Boram, we did not fuck. Just made out a few times."

"If I ever find myself face to face with Namjoon again, I'm fucking taking off," Jeffrey laughs, placing his hand on your knee as he sits down.

You'll have to talk to him about that later.

The four of you eat, drink, and laugh with each other for hours — Nanami, Boram, and Jeffrey are pretty hammered by the end of it. You know you need to have a talk with Jeffrey but it's probably best not to when he's insanely intoxicated.

"Let's drink more!" Nanami shouts before stumbling over herself, Boram and Jeffrey agreeing.

"You guys are shit faced," you laugh. "Maybe it's time to call it a night."

You're drunk but you're not on their level. You tried pacing yourself because of Jeffrey. The last thing you need is to have a drunk make out session right now. Yes, you're still technically single. But you felt so guilty for kissing Jeffrey at all before, it would eat you alive this time around.

"Princess," Jeffrey groans, throwing his arms around you from behind. "Don't be a buzzkill." You flinch as you feel his lips press against the nape of your neck.

"Okay, okay," you chuckle, easing yourself out of Jeffrey's grasp. "Let's drink more but let's do it indoors. Someone's house. I don't want to club."

"Deal," they all grin.

"Whose place are we going to?" Boram asks. "Normally I'd invite everyone over but my grandma's here."

"My parents are home," Nanami says.

"You can't come to mine, it's messy," Jeffrey grins, almost falling over himself.

They all turn to look at you.

"My place is too far," you frown. "It would take 45 minutes to get ther- Nanami what are you doing?"

"I'm calling your other home," she smirks, placing the phone to her ear. "Let's party at Taehyung's place."

"Nanami we can't just-"

"Hey you fluffy piece of shit what're you doing right now?" she asks into the phone, completely ignoring you. You hear Taehyung's voice on the other end, possibly sounding a little intoxicated himself.

"Oh really?!" she exclaims. "We're coming over. Don't fall asleep or I'll beat your ass." He says something else into the phone you can't hear. "It's me, [Y/N], Boram, and Jeffrey. Yeah. Yeah. Okay bye."

"Come on bitches," she grins, hanging up the phone. "Taehyung and Jungkook are drinking at his place. He said we could come."

You're not surprised Taehyung said yes to Jeffrey coming over. Out of all of them, Taehyung and Jimin are the only ones that actually kind of like Jeffrey. They'll always be on Namjoon's side of course, but if things had been different, they probably would've ended up friends.

Your friends immediately stumble in the direction of Taehyung's apartment, swaying and singing together as you laugh from the back. It's only about a ten minute drunken walk to get to the apartment. You nod shyly at the security guard who's chuckling at their awful vocals.

All of you step into the elevator shaft and you select the button for V's floor, flinching when you feel Jeffrey's arms around you from the back again.

"How did I not notice you're so clingy?" you laugh. You'll let him at least hug you and touch you because it seems to be harmless so far. You also aren't interested in upsetting Jeffrey while he's drunk; you want to wait until tomorrow to have a big talk.

It's also not fair to just cut him off completely without warning. Things progressed between you and Namjoon a lot faster than you thought they would. You're not sure Jeffrey really has any idea where your relationship with him is at. You'd told him you and Namjoon were on better terms, and that you two had slept together, but that was it.

Jeffrey squeezes your hand in his as you walk down the hall, entering the code to open up Taehyung's door.

"Hey bitches!" Taehyung grins and raises his glass from the kitchen. "Come on in. There's plenty here."

You and Jungkook give each other a small smile before he looks down to see Jeffrey's hand still holding yours.

Fuck. Maybe this was a bad idea.

You swat Jeffrey away, moving to Taehyung who's got a beer extended towards you. Luckily Jeffrey doesn't even notice and moves to the counter to marvel at all the liquor.

"Are you that translator?" Jungkook asks him, eyeing him up and down.

"Ah, yeah. We met at the magazine thing," Jeffrey grins drunkenly, catching Jungkook off guard. It's not often JK comes across a man just as pretty as him. "I'm the enemy of Bangtan. I'm Jeffrey."

You, Nanami, and Taehyung snort while Jungkook just holds his gaze with an unreadable expression.

"And I'm the real Boram," Boram smiles, inserting herself between the two gentlemen. "Sorry about the badge thing. You can flirt with me instead if you want."

Jungkook's jaw slacks as everyone else erupts in laughter, making the mood much lighter.

"Come on, let's play games or something," Taehyung smirks, ushering everyone into the living room.

You were successfully able to wedge yourself between Jungkook and Nanami for most of the games, Jeffrey being completely clueless; but he and Taehyung are clearly enjoying themselves, falling over and laughing anytime either of them speak.

You all play King's Cup and do karaoke for the most part. You caught Taehyung and Jungkook off guard, actually being able to hold a tune.

Jeffrey isn't in the room anymore, he said he'd needed to use the restroom but you're worried since he's been gone for a while.

"I'm going to check on him," you groan. You're now a pretty decent amount of drunk. Not belligerent like everyone else, you and JK seem to be the only ones semi-coherent, but you're definitely more drunk than you want to be.

You turn the corner right as Jeffrey comes out of the bathroom.

"Princess," he smiles. "You won't believe this but I literally fell asleep and was brought back to life just now."

"Maybe it's a good time for bed," you laugh.

"Yeah, probab- oof." You watch as Jeffrey stumbles, smacking his head against the door frame.

"Jesus," you groan, going over to check on him. You grab his chin to make him look at you as your eyes scan his forehead. "Okay there's nothing the-"

You're silenced as Jeffrey places a small peck on your lips, moving so quickly you don't even have time to react. "You're so pretty," he grins like a twelve year old.

You smack your palm against your forehead.

That one doesn't count. I didn't do that.

"Don't do that, moron," you sigh. "You really will get killed. Either by me or by Namjoon."

"Wait, you're cutting me off from kisses already?" Jeffrey whines, his eyes boring into yours. He looks like a kid who just got his shiny new toy taken away.

"I think I need to," you say softly. "Namjoon and I are trying to work it out. I can't be kissing other men while I'm trying to repair my relationship."

"Oh," he pouts dramatically, crossing his arms. "I hate it when you make sense."

You laugh, grabbing his hand. "Thank you for being there for me. I really am so grateful for you."

His drunken eyes melt into yours for a few seconds. "Just give me one last kiss," he finally says, making you stiffen as he steps towards you to place his hands against the wall on either side of your head.

"Jeffrey, we shouldn't," you say nervously. "I felt so guilty before, it would be even worse now."

A flash of hurt crosses his eyes. "Do you regret kissing me?"

"No, no," you frown, pressing your palm against your forehead. "I don't regret anything we did. I just mean I felt bad for Namjoon."

"But it was his own fault," Jeffrey glares, inching himself closer.

"I know it was," you sigh, avoiding his eyes.

The alcohol's really affecting the both of you. Under normal circumstances, Jeffrey would immediately back off and respect your decision. And under normal circumstances, you'd punch him in the mouth if he didn't.

But drunk Jeffrey wants a kiss and drunk [Y/N] is feeling weak to his puppy dog eyes. You have so much love and gratitude in your heart for Jeffrey. He really kept you afloat when you were almost drowning. He held you against him every time you woke up from nightmares. He distracted you every time you started to cry. He's the only person who got you out of bed some days.

You're finding it really difficult to tell Jeffrey no. He hasn't asked you for anything in return for being there for you.

Your breath hitches as Jeffrey inches himself closer, his lips almost touching yours. "Just one," he whispers, closing his eyes to lean in. You squeeze your eyes shut, giving in to him.

You feel Jeffrey's lips press against yours for 0.2 seconds before he's ripped off of you and slammed against the wall next to you. Your eyes pop open to find a fuming Jungkook grabbing Jeffrey by the collar.

"Didn't you hear her say no?" Jungkook seethes.

"What the fuck, man?" Jeffrey growls, gripping Jungkook's wrist and making him wince.

Jeffrey and Jungkook are pretty similarly built, but Jeffrey is just a little bit taller. A fist fight between these two would be ugly, and Jungkook can't really afford to damage his face right now.

"JK, please don't," you beg, grabbing his forearm. "He's just drunk."

"That's not an excuse to force yourself onto someone," Jungkook glares, his eyes still piercing into Jeffrey's.

Your eyes widen at his words. Sure, you weren't begging for Jeffrey to kiss you but you didn't feel like he was forcing anything on you. You know what it's like to be forced like that.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" Jeffrey asks through clenched teeth. "You have some nerve throwing around allegations like that."

Even in Jeffrey's drunken state he's able to grab JK's collar and slam him against the other wall, gaining the upper hand. "Say something like that again and I'll kick your ass right here."

"Whoa, hey," Taehyung says as he rushes into the hallway, Nanami and Boram behind him. "What're you two doing?"

"This bastard was trying to kiss [Y/N]," Jungkook grits through his teeth.

"Pretty ironic coming from you," Jeffrey snorts. "Weren't you the one who tried to kiss his best friend's girl?"

A mixture of embarrassment and rage washes over Jungkook, you and Taehyung are forced to intervene as he starts to wind up a swing.

"Jungkook, don't do it," Taehyung warns. "You have a shoot this weekend. Think about this."

"Jeffrey let him go," you beg before turning to Jungkook. "JK I appreciate it but I can handle him. It's okay. Please let go."

Jungkook's furious eyes start to soften as they meet yours. The both of them release each other's collars at the same time, earning a sigh of relief from the room.

"Okay," V sighs. "Let's call it a night. Nanami can't even stand up."

"Yes I can you ugly fuck," Nanami spits, clearly gripping the wall to balance herself.

"Shut up," Taehyung says to her. "Go get on the couch, I'll bring you a blanket. [Y/N] take Boram to sleep with you, and Jeffrey you can have the room at the end."

Taehyung turns to grip JK's shoulder. "You go home. I don't need you two muscle heads fighting tonight. If your face gets injured, Bang PD will kill you and then me."

Jungkook glares at Jeffrey before nodding, turning to head for the front door and you follow behind him.

"Are you okay?" you ask him as he slips his shoes on.

"Yeah," he frowns. "Sorry if I overstepped. But it seemed like you didn't want to kiss him. And you're Namjoon-hyung's person so I will always protect you."

Tears brim in your eyes at how sweet he is. He was defending his brother more than you just now.

"Thank you, Jungkook."

"Are you going to cheat on hyung?" he asks nervously, his doe eyes making you stiffen.

"Ch-cheat?" you gape at him. "JK, I would never cheat on Namjoon. It's just really complicated right now. Namjoon and I aren't technically together and I'm having a hard time figuring out how to not hurt either of their feelings."

"You may not be together but Namjoon-hyung's heart is with you."

"Yeah well my heart was with him when he dumped me," you glare, making Jungkook shift uncomfortably. You're the only person who's allowed to make you feel guilty for anything. The both of you stare at each other for a few seconds before Jungkook lets out a long exhale.

"Do you like Jeffrey?"

"Not like that. But he is really important to me."

JK searches your eyes, trying to find any hint of a lie but there is none.

"Just let me be the one to tell Namjoon," you sigh, rubbing your hands together. "I promise I'll tell him."

He bites into his cheek, trying to figure out what to do. "Okay," he sighs. "But please tell him. I can't keep any secrets from hyung."

"I will," you nod. "I swear I'll tell him right when he gets back, or whenever he calls next."

"Okay Noona," he smiles softly. "You know where my apartment is, just let me know if you need anything."

"I will," you grin at him. "Goodnight Jungkook."

You let out another sigh as you close the door behind him, flinching when you turn around and see Jeffrey standing a few feet away.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles, tears brimming in his eyes. "I would never want you to feel like I'm forcing you to do anything."

"You weren't forcing anything," you smile softly, grabbing his hand. "I know you'd never do anything like that. We both got caught up in the heat of the moment because of the alcohol. JK's just really protective of Namjoon."

"Okay," he nods. "I love you [Y/N]. I never want to hurt you."

You step closer to him, making his breath hitch. "Last one," you say, looking into his eyes. "Got it?"

He nods again as you cup his cheeks, gently placing your lips against his. Jeffrey's arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you to him. There's no tongue, there's no groping. It's just a simple kiss, the both of you melting into each other before pulling away.

You jump as he gently slaps your cheeks between his hands, squishing your face. "We're strictly just friends now, you got that?" he smirks. "No more begging for my body. I won't give it to you."

"Okay you arrogant bastard," you laugh. "I'll be sure to remember that."

Jeffrey holds your hand as he walks you back towards the spare rooms, letting you go when he gets to your door.

"Goodnight [Y/N]," he smiles before walking towards his room.

"Goodnight. And I love you too, Jeffrey," you grin, making him flash another smirk over his shoulder.

"I know that."

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Chappy 60 ~

If Jeffrey has millions of fans I am one of them. If Jeffrey has ten fans I am one of them. If Jeffrey has only one fan that is me. If Jeffrey has no fans, that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against the Jeffrey, I am against the world.

Not my editor literally having to remind me this is a Namjoon ff

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