Y/N's POV
"You're an idiot, hyung" Jungkook's voice was heard while muffling his laugh and Taehyung's whine was heard next.
"I'm not hyung. I'm Taetae," he retorted with baby voice and I had a hard time imagining how he could act like that.
"Oh, right. You're an idiot, Taetae" Jungkook teased the drunken man, and I smiled at the boys' childish behaviors.
"Yes, Taetae's an idiot for making Y/N sad," the Kim agreed readily in his state, and I sighed.
"Why did you do that to Y/N noona?" Jungkook asked, and I wondered what's his answer as well.
"I'm sorry. I just like Y/N so much. I want Y/N to be mine," the boy mumbled, his voice muffled probably because he was lying down in his bed or couch.
"You're so not cool, hyung"
"I'm not cool, I feel hot right now," Taehyung whined even more, and I heard ruffles around him.
"I want Y/Nieee. Y/Nie come baaack," the male then sobbed and I was frowning now.
He cried?
"I miss you,"
"I miss you a lot, Y/N"
"I'm sorry"
"I'm an idiot,"
"I'm sorry I hurt you,"
"I'm sorry"
"Y/N, please come back"
"Please..." he mumbled last before the line went quiet for a few more seconds, and the recording ended there.
Staring into the ceiling of my bedroom, all I could hear in my head was his words.
His apologies.
How regretful he sounded.
How desperate his voice was in wanting me.
Can I be a little hopeful?
Hoping that there's some feelings exclusive for me somewhere in this male's heart?
Can I?
Shaking my head a few times to brush off the thought, I turned my body to place the phone on the nightstand, ready to sleep.
But just as I placed the gadget on it, the small item rang.
Taehyung?
Confused at the random midnight call, I hesitantly answered the call and brought the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is this Ms. Y/N?" a foreign voice was heard which obviously didn't belong to Taehyung, and I frowned.
"Speaking. Who's this?"
"I'm sorry, miss. But Mr. Kim is too drunk to even go home by himself and I hoped that you could come to our bar and get him?" the voice told, and the frowns of mine eased down easily.
"What about his other contacts?" I asked, my head thinking of Jungkook.
"All of the recent contacts didn't answer the call, and he kept mentioning your name in his sleep," the person told, and I nodded in understanding.
Jungkook probably didn't answer it on purpose thinking that he'd just have to entertain a drunk call from Taehyung.
"Alright, what's the name of your bar?" I asked, already getting out of the bed and walked to my closet to fetch some sweater.
"Hope, have you heard of it?" the guy on the other side asked, and I nodded again.
Hope.
It's a very famous bar, but I didn't have time to go there yet.
"Oh yes, I've heard about it a lot. I'll be there in half an hour at most," knowing roughly how far the area was from my house, I was now already on my way to the front door as I took my keys and purse.
"Thank you, miss" the male thanked, and I flashed a small smile hearing the relief in his voice.
He must've been tired handling customers, but was still polite.
What a good employee.
"It's okay," hanging up the call, I started the car and a few moments later, I was driving into the empty midnight street to get the male I was trying to avoid these days.
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Fanfiction"I'll do whatever you want," I begged the young male. "Even as my toy?" his gaze sent shivers to my bone, but I gritted my teeth and braved myself to nod. "Even that," I whispered my decision with heavy heart, but determined. I'll do whatever it t...