you sighed and got dressed once again. you put on the same clothes from earlier that had been chucked on the floor, because it didn't really matter if suga and hoseok were out drunk. you paused at your door. you didn't know where they lived, and you couldn't just bring them back here.
                          
you fished around the various papers in your room until you found the note. the one with all the members' numbers. you looked for who would be the most responsible, yet wouldn't bite their heads off. from that, your options were limited to taehyung, jungkook, and jimin. for some odd reason, you chose jimin.
                          
~
                          
nari:
                          
jimin. it's nari. suga messaged me and he's with hoseok, and they're both drunk. what's the address for your dorms?
                          
jimin:
                          
nari~~
                          
go get them and i'll send you the address. catch them a taxi, they'll have money on them somewhere hehehe
                          
~
                          
you shoved on your jacket as your phone vibrated, signaling the text of the address from jimin. you quietly snuck out of the house again and soon you were on the street, walking back towards the China Town. you recognized what bar suga was talking about. but the question was, why was hoseok and him on their own? an even better question; who thought it was a good idea to leave them on their own?
                          
you came up to the bar, and opened the door, desperate to get out of the wind. you immediately recognized the two, huddled in a corner table. sighing, you walked up to them. "are you two done drinking?"
                          
they both immediately turned to you. they both had idiotic, shit eating grins plastered on. hoseok hiccupped. "lookie lookie. it'a nariiiii. did you come racing here after suga told you the news?" he said in between hiccups.
                          
"what news? i came to take you back to the dorms." you raised an eyebrow.
                          
hoseok slammed a hand on the table at suga. "you didn't tell her?!" he said, with several voice cracks.
                          
yoongi hiccupped. "i tried, but someone kept interrupting me. 'where are you, suga?'" he said, in a terrible copy of your voice.
                          
you raised your eyebrow again. "i don't sound like that. in any case, we need to get you two back to the dorms. how much money do you have on you?"
                          
hoseok literally chucked his wallet at you. the whole thing. you opened it to find it filled with cash. you shrugged. "come on, you two. time to go."
                          
hoseok, who apparently hadn't had as much as suga, shrugged and got up. the older, however, refused to move. "suga." you said in a whining tone. he grumbled a bit before getting up... and almost fell over. you caught him just in time, ducking under his shoulder to help him stand. he was a lot lighter than you thought he was.
                          
you nodded at the door towards hoseok. he quickly opened it for the two of you and you stumbled into the street, suga practically putting his whole weight on you. hoseok followed you... only to walk straight into a pole. you looked at him in utter disappointment. "do i need to call jin?"
                          
"no!" both of the drunks immediately shouted at you. "he'll kill us!" hoseok whined, grabbing onto your free arm, begging you not to call him.
                          
"then sort your shit out and hail a cab." you said bluntly, and hoseok jumped to his feet, signaling a passing cab. it pulled over and you slid suga on the far side and hoseok slid himself next to you, making you sit in the dreaded middle. "can you take us here?" you said, showing the cabbie the address. he nodded and pulled back out onto the road.
                          
the dorms were surprisingly closer than you expected. within a few minutes, you'd arrived, gotten the drunks out of the car, paid the driver and were now standing in front of them. hoseok wasted no time in running ahead to go in, but missed the door and smashed into the wall. you sighed and hoisted him up on your other shoulder so he wouldn't run into anything else. the building was a small house, and looked fairly normal from the outside. it was two stories, and the lights were only on on the first floor. you got hoseok to knock and you heard the shuffling of feet before jimin opened the door.
                          
"nari, nic-" he said, and opened his mouth to say more, but you cut him off.
                          
"take him, and for the love of god don't let him run into any more walls. which way is suga's room?" you handed hoseok over to jimin, who held onto him by the shoulder as he tried to walk off again.
                          
"on the second floor, turn left and his is the last one on the left. jin-hyung and suga-hyung get their own rooms." jimin said, taking hoseok through the house and up the stairs. you closed the door behind you and then followed jimin up the stairs. suga mumbled something next to you, but his words were so slurred you couldn't understand him.
                          
you followed jimin's instructions and opened the door to suga's room. there wasn't much in there. in fact, it reminded you of your room. there was a piano in one corner, and a bed with the covers pulled back in another. sheet music littered the floor from one end of the room to the other. there was a window that was wide open, blowing the curtains around. you gently helped suga onto his bed and then closed the window, drawing the curtains.
                          
suga mumbled something again, but this time you were able to hear it. "nari?" it sounded like he'd calmed down a bit.
                          
you turned around and went to sit down beside him. the moonlight from outside gently drifted across the room, creating a nice blue-ish hue. the both of you stared at it for a while in silence, just thinking. "i'm tired." suga mumbled, breaking the silence.
                          
"hop into bed then." you said, getting up. he shrugged off his jacket and you wordlessly took it, placing it on the piano stool. by the time you turned around, suga was already curled up under the covers. you smiled at the sight. he looked like a little kid.
                          
you'd turned around to walk out when he spoke up again. "nari, come back." he whined. you raised an eyebrow. he did not seem like the type to whine.
                          
"why?"
                          
"why not?"
                          
you sighed and walked back over. you went to sit back down, but as you sat down on the bed again, suga somehow managed to tilt you so you were lying down, gently pressed against him. you squeaked slightly and yoongi snuggled against you. you didn't quite understand it, but... it did feel rather comfortable to be hugged like that.
                          
what were you thinking? you need to get home! you need to man the ship tomorrow while the second mate is out at school! but... it was really comfortable right here...
                          
"nari... do you want to know what the important news was?" yoongi mumbled. he sounded rather sleepy. 
                          
"what?"
                          
"i love you."
                          
he mumbled the three simple words as he fell asleep. you could feel his body rising and falling with the rhythm of sleep right behind you. it took a while for the words to sink in, but when they did... you were doubtful and shocked. not doubtful because how could someone love you, but doubtful as, was that really yoongi talking, or was it the alcohol you could still smell on his breath as he breathed against your neck, the breath slightly weaving its way through your hair and caressing your ear?
                          
either way, there was no way you could go home now with yoongi's arms wrapped tight around you. not that you felt like leaving anyway. you snuggled up against him and quickly fell asleep, not even thinking about what issues would arise the next morning, and instead choosing to live in this happy moment.