Taehyung is my brother's friend

—Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

From childhood, Jungkook was too gentle for this world. Soft features, long eyelashes, a quiet voice—next to his peers, he always seemed almost girlish. Namjoon, his older brother, was the complete opposite: tall, confident, and incredibly popular.

That's why the invitation to spend the evening with him and his friends was a real event for Jungkook. The bar greeted him with loud music, laughter, and the smell of alcohol. Among Jun's group of friends, one man caught his attention almost immediately. Blond hair, a light stubble, broad shoulders, and a hoarse laugh. Kim Taehyung. Rough, sarcastic, sometimes even aggressive, but somehow incredibly attractive. Jungkook often caught his gaze.

And then he got drunk too quickly. It just happened, it happens to everyone. By midnight, Jun was already tiredly rubbing the bridge of his nose and handing his little brother to Taehyung.

— Take him home. And quietly bring him inside before his parents wake up.

The night air was cooler than expected. Guk barely moved his feet, allowing Kim to lead him down the empty street. One of the elder's arms was around his waist, the other slung over his shoulder to keep him from collapsing.

"Be careful," Tae grumbled when Jungkook stumbled again. "What, is this your first drink today? Why are you so drunk?"