Jimin brought you to this go-to spot of yours. The Lindy dine. You used to come to this place in your college years always trying out new kinds of pasta.

Jimin noticed how you are staring at the pasta and mixing it with the fork again and again without actually eating it.

Now he is very curious to know what's going on. "Why aren't you eating Y/n?"

You just smiled at him, "Just not hungry, I don't know", you don't even know what you are saying to him. Nothing is making sense.

Your body is here but your mind is elsewhere.

Jimin is growing worried looking at this sad you, "You okay? Is anything wrong?"

asked you this too, in the morning. He asked if you were having a fever. Does he care?

"Y/n, what is wrong with you? Why are you zoning out like this?", Jimin raised his voice in frustration.

"Nothing, just tired I guess", you couldn't look him in the eye and lie.

Tired? He scoffed. As much as he wants to get the truth out of your mouth, he doesn't want to force you to tell him everything, now that you are married.

He knows that you are not kids anymore. He wants to make you feel comfortable to share things about your marriage life with him.

For now, to lighten your mood, "Shall we go clubbing tonight?", He asked suddenly.

Clubbing? Not a bad idea. I have to clear up my mind a lot lately. What about Jungkook? Nevermind.

"Sure."

"Ok, I'll pick you up at eight tonight", he clapped his hands in excitement.

♡

You reached home early today, not in the mood of working anymore.

After a long sound nap and warm shower, Miss Min brought some fruits for you, while you are getting ready for the night.

Miss Min set her eyes on you as you are covering all the hickeys from yesterday. She didn't utter a word, sympathy crept on her face.

You got ready like a badass bitch and right in time, Jimin is here to pick you up.

"You look like a sleek hot chic", he commented checking you out.

"And you are looking like a fuckboy as usual."

He laughed and opened the car door for you to get in.

The drive to the club is strangely silent, Jimin and you would always talk about random things or do some carpool karaoke. Strangely, he is quiet too until,

"Y/n, I don't know what you are going through. If you don't want to tell me about it, it's fine. But just know that I'm here for you. Always", he said those words in a low voice, his eyes not looking away from the road.

You just stared at him blankly. You needed this reassurance. No wonder he understands every mood of yours.

"I just want to get drunk tonight and pass out."

You don't care about the world now, at this point. It is only you and your bestie.

He laughed, "Don't worry babe, I'll wash your brain off all the worries with alcohol."

You laughed at his logic.

Jimin ordered a lot of items today than usual. So much food and drinks for two people.

"Ok, let's get it", he popped the champagne bottle.

Jimin started chugging all the champagne. One thing you know is that .

He drinks and drinks and you've never seen him pass out. Great alcohol tolerance unlike you.

You started with just some cocktail eventually moving to the Smokey shots Jimin had called.

"Let's dance", Jimin yelled amid loud music.

You shook your head, not in the mood.

You are eating some of the fried meat placed on the table, and see Jimin dancing with a bunch of girls. Such a flirt.

After being a bit tipsy after those Smokey shots...

You made your way to the hot bartender, "Hey, can you give me one Sex on the Beach?"

"Right away, ma'am."

"When you can't get any in real life, might at least get the drink."

The bartender didn't know how to react to that.

♡

After dancing for a while, Jimin came back to check on you and saw you lying on the couch.

He gently lifted you holding your shoulders, "Hey wake up, you wanna go home?"

You slowly opened your eyes and looked at him. You are so drunk that you are seeing two Jimin, vision is blurry.

This man has been with you forever and today you are somewhere you are not needed. Jungkook doesn't need me.

"Home? There's no one at home for me", you mumbled enough for him to hear.

"It's like a hostel, I wake up have breakfast, office, lunch, dinner, sleep."

You clutched his collar to make sure he is listening to you, "And you know the fun part? I have a roommate too" you giggled.

"He's hot", *hiccup* you suddenly made a sad face, "but he's cold too", you hung your head low.

"He said 'You are mine, Doll', but then pushed me away", you sank your head in his chest, "He doesn't want me, he doesn't love me."

You are not crying at this point, even tears gave up. The amount of sadness you are holding right now is unbearable, you are feeling so unwanted in that house. Like a burden.

Jimin got an idea of what you are talking about. This is not the time and place to discuss this now. It's already too late and he has to get you back home.

♡

Meanwhile, Jungkook got home an hour after you left. There's no sign of you anywhere in the house.

"Miss Min, where is Y/n?"

"Umm, she went out with Mr Park Jimin an hour ago."

He glanced at the wall clock, It was 9 pm now. "Ok", he took his phone out to check if you left any message for him. But no.

He waited. It's 11 pm you're not home. Midnight. Not yet. 1 am. Nope.

He got impatient and dialled Jimin.

♡

You are singing karaoke in the car now. Daechwita by Agust D. Jimin's phone is ringing, he quickly glanced at it, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Gosh your husband is calling me, I have to get you home, you Madwoman."

Jimin stepped on the gas and in a flash you are home. He's a Dionysus. Maybe the alcohol doesn't affect him.

♡

Jungkook opened the door and found you clinging to Jimin's arm. Drunk. Wasted.