Humble & A Drunk

"Aren't you hungry? We should eat," Jimin sighed. He got onto his feet and smiled at me after a long silence between us.

"I'll notify the maids," I walked towards the service button.

"No, it's fine. Let's eat something outside," Jimin shook his head. What...?

"Um... I don't think the restaurants are open at this hour," I turned to look at him awkwardly.

"I know a place," Jimin winks while pulling on his jacket. Huh... okay..? I slipped on my jacket and followed Jimin out of the mansion. My stomach is growling for food. Ahhh how can I feel hungry after all this..?

"Aren't we taking the car?" I asked in confusion when Jimin walked past the garage.

"Ah. We have to stay low if we want to eat at that particular place," Jimin chuckled, pulling the hood over his head before stopping to fix my hood over my head.

"Ah- it's okay I can do it," I smiled, pulling my hood over my head as we walked out of the gate.

"So where are we going?" I asked Jimin after a long pause.

"You'll see. It's the best place!" Jimin nudged me with a cheeky smile again.

"Are you sure you're safe out here? You're an alpha," I questioned. What if Jimin gets attacked? I'm worried.

"Are you worried about me? Aren't you worried about yourself?" He chuckled as we made a left turn down the block.

"I'm just an average. Your safety-"

"Tsk. I'm still human. Just like you," Jimin grinned at me. Wow. He's really humble, unlike the other prideful alphas.

"Tada~!" Jimin chuckled. He finally came to a stop and smiled at the brightly lit store.

"An alpha?... This place?..." I scoffed with my eyes trained on the 24/7 mini-mart panel. An alpha? Eating at a local mart?

"Well, I'm probably the only alpha who comes here to eat delicious steamy hot ramen- it's way better than the expensive dishes at the high-class restaurants," Jimin brightly smiles at me, skipping cutely into the mart.

"Very nice and humble, this one," I nodded while pulling out my phone. Yoongi has been texting me. Oh no, I had a rough day. I wrote back to Yoongi to tell him I'd call him tomorrow to explain everything.

"Sora! Come on!" Jimin pokes his head out of the mart.

"Coming!" I smiled after putting my phone away and walked into the mart.

"Ramen! Rice! Coke! Sausages and some seaweed! Nothing better compared to this!" Jimin smiled at me as we enjoyed our 5000 won meal. An hour later, we returned to the mansion with a full stomach and sleepy eyes. My body is sore from all the dramatic events. Aish. Jimin went to sleep on the couch in Taehyung's room, so I went to sleep in my room.

"BANG!" It was a gunshot. I quickly sat up, sweating in fear. What was that? Was it a dream? Confused I glanced at the time and it was 2:21 am.

"What the hell..?" I muttered while scratching my head in frustration. I'm going crazy...

"BANG!" I stopped dead when I heard it again. I'm awake. I'm sure I'm awake. What was that..?

"That doesn't sound like a gunshot," I whispered and got off my bed to press my ear against the door. Thud thud. I heard footsteps rushing down the hallway.

"Huh," I mumbled, cautiously opening the door because my curiosity got the best of me. I peeked into the dark and empty hallway, but no one was there.

"I'm sure I heard something though," I muttered, stepping out into the dark hallway in confusion. I glanced at Kim's property and then at the Jeon's.

"Wait," I stared at Jungkook's door in confusion. Why is it open? I slowly walked up to it and peeked inside. His bed is empty, his bathroom is empty, his room is empty.

"Thud thud," I heard footsteps again. What the hell is going on? It's coming from the main living room. I exhaled and followed the source of the sound, but it kept on moving further across the mansion.

"What the..." I covered my mouth when a silhouette of a person disappeared into the kitchen. I'm sweating from head to toe. Maybe I should press the emergency button? What if it's nothing? I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. After about an hour of debating, I finally walked up to the kitchen door.

"Here goes nothing," I whispered, pushing the door open.

"ARGH!" I yelped when a glass bottle flew past me, smashing into the left side of the wall and shattered into pieces. What the hell?! I stared at the shards in shock.

"Who-?" I asked nervously approaching the counter.

"-Ahh ...*hiccup* so annoyinggg..." A familiar voice dawdled. I carefully approached the counter and circled it. What is he up to?!

"What on earth are you doing?" I asked in shock. What's the matter with him???

"Hellooo~! *hiccup* W-would you like a dri-drink?" Jungkook smiled drunkenly. Bottles of expensive wine were scattered around him. He's been drinking?

"Why are you drinking at this hour?" I asked and tilted my head in confusion.

"Ahhh! Girls are s-so complicated~! S-*hiccup* She's never satisfied with me," Jungkook waved the wine bottle in his hand. Did he fight with Minah???

"You're drunk go to bed," I huffed and dismissively turned around. THUD. I stopped dead.

"Aish. This kid," I grimaced when I turned around to find Jungkook laying flat on the floor as the bottle rolled out of his hand. Dumb ass. Should I leave him here?

"You should be grateful," I gritted and tried to heave him, but he was heavier than expected.

"Why are you so heavy?!" I groaned, attempting to lift him off the floor but he was too heavy, so I ended up releasing him.

"Yahhh!" I whined, dragging Jungkook out of the kitchen by his arms. My body is aching from all the bruises and I have to pull this pig back to his room?! This is frustrating!

"S-so heavy!" I gritted, hauling him across the mansion floor and all the way back to his room.

"Argh!" I exhaled, finally dropping him onto the couch.

"You heavy pig!" I grimaced, wiping away my sweat as he snuggled into the couch.

"Why did you drink so much?" I whispered. A rich kid getting wasted by himself...? He's rich yet lonely.

"She's never satisfied! It's upsetting..." Jungkook started to sob with his eyes closed. The fuck is going on...?

"What?" I asked, bending over to examine his eyes only to find tears streaming down his face. He is crying!- Is he seriously crying while he's drunk? He's asleep though?!

"What kind of sorcery is this?" I muttered, getting onto my feet when Jungkook whimpered aggressively.

"S-so complicated!" Jungkook cried, screwing his face with his eyes closed. He's really drunk. What a pity. I reached out to feel his forehead, but it wasn't warm. He's fine then? Should I leave-

"ARGH!" I screamed when he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the couch with him.

"Yah! Let me go- You drunk bastard!" I snapped when he wrapped his arm around my waist. What the hell is he doing!?

"Minah~! Compli.. cate... ed..." Jungkook groaned again as he cupped his hands around my cheeks. What the fucking fuck-

"Let go you, idiot! I'm not her- YAH!" I screamed, fighting to keep his face away from mine. Everyone in this damn house is crazy!

"Hajima! I'm not Minah!" I complained, desperately pushing my body off his but he easily pulled me back down, causing me to fall face-first into his chest. This is so uncomfortable!

"Shit-!" I gasped when Jungkook made idiotic stupid kissy expressions with his pouty lips.

"Andwae!" I screamed, smacking his dumb face repeatedly with my hands to stop him from making the weird face before giving him a hard punch on the chest.

"Ow..." He quietly groaned and released me in defeat. Jungkook gripped his chest and rubbed it in discomfort.

"What the fuck..." I exhaled in relief and rolled off him. How can he be so drunk??! He's definitely out of his mind! Is he heartbroken or what?! Aish. I turned to glare at him and sat up in frustration.