One more (Pt.1)
Pairing: Yoongi X reader
Could you do one where y/n is dealing with alcohol/drug addiction and one night Yoongi
(or bts reaction) accidentally finds out ?
Warnings: Alcohol abuse, harassment, cheating
With shaking hands, you grasped the shot glass being handed to you by your loving boyfriend. Neither of you drank around the other and you were conscious not to ever end up in this situation but they were celebrating another amazing album of theirs and you couldn’t bear to disappoint him by ruining the mood. Mistake number one, you should have just said no. Instead, two seconds later you felt the warm drink already sliding down your throat with a heap of regret. You flash him a smile.
“I’m so proud of you, babe.”
Yoongi takes down his own drink before giving you a peck on the cheek.
“It’s not just me. It was all of us…but I’m not saying you don’t have to reward me.” He says with a smirk and a laugh.
“Oh really? What would you like a reward? You better make it a good one. There isn’t always a chance for when I’m the one owing you.”
Your tease was met with a new full glass of what you had thought tasted of cheap vodka. It was weird this was ever offered since the boys never really enjoyed hard liquor. Maybe fate was just trying to be a pain in the ass again and ruin the streak you had going for yourself.
“Hmm…how about you come by my studio tomorrow morning? I can make my demands then if you come to see me.”
You titled your head.
He shrugged, enjoying your interest. “Guess you’ll have to come to find out.”
You took the bottle of alcohol for yourself, starting to pour your own glasses.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You smiled.
As the night progressed you felt yourself being effected by the drinks you had downed but you tried to control the impulse to keep drinking ahead of everyone. Finally it seemed like the end of the party and the other members and company employees started to clear out. Yoongi walked with you down to the street, waiting for you to get into the cab.
“Should I just ride home with you?” He offered.
You shook your head, refusing.
“I’m fineee, babe. I’ll see you in the morning, remember? Stop worrying.”
Yoongi sighed and leaned into the cab.
“Please make sure she’s safe. I think she drank too much.”
When he turned to you, he gave you a kiss goodnight and shut the door to the cab, watching it drive off. It’s not like he had to worry all the time about you but something was off about you and he could tell. You seemed nervous around him and he couldn’t place it. He just hoped everything would be fine tomorrow. As the cab driver started your ride he asked where you needed to go and instead of heading home your mind was too set on what you had already started before. You asked the man to take you to one of the bars downtown, that way there was no way Yoongi was going to find out. That was mistake number two.
You handed the nice driver the money Yoongi had given you for the ride and stumbled out of the taxi, almost falling onto the pavement. A man’s hand had caught your arm and you felt him helping you stand up.
“Careful these sidewalks are kinda tricky.” He joked.
You were too focused on the goal of getting more drinks you didn’t even look up at the guy, pulling your arm away.
“Yeah, whatever…” You groaned, walking off to the bar in sight.
The man wasn’t giving up, following behind you. If you weren’t already tipsy then you would have more worried considering the side of town you were on and it being already 1 a.m.. Persistent guys were also not what you needed when you were already intoxicated.
“Hey, come on. I was just helping you out. You could buy me a drink for a thank you?”
You stopped, turning back to face him.
“Thanks but no thanks.”
He took a step closer, putting his arms on your hips. You tried to push him back but to no avail you just stood there, looking up at him.
“You should be grateful and quit acting like a bitch. A girl dressed the way you are isn’t down here all alone to stay alone.”
“Get off of me!” You yelled, causing a scene.
When you closed your eyes you heard a small grunt and felt the man’s hands slip off of you. You heard the skin on skin contact and opened your eyes to see a very pissed Namjoon. The man who just had his hands all over you was the same man that was now laying on the concrete in pain. You wished you could have just run off in that moment but Namjoon grabbed your wrist.
“What the hell are you doing out here, Y/N?”
You frowned despite being happy to see him.
“Nothing…I’m a grown adult. I can be out here if I want to..”
“You say that like I didn’t just save your ass from some creep!”
“I didn’t ask you to! I can handle myself.”
Namjoon laughed out of frustration. “Are you kidding me? Let me just take you home-“
You whined, leaning on him.
“But I want a drink…..” You brought one of your fingers to your lips.
“You can’t tell Yoongi though~ He’s so protective.”
Namjoon sighed, not planning on having to deal with this.
“You drank enough at the party. I’m taking you home.”
You squirmed in his grasp but still dragged your feet along with him as you both headed to his car.
“Joooonniieeee I want more~!”
He sat you down in the passenger seat, putting the seat belt on for you seeing as though you weren’t going to do it yourself.
“God, Yoongi’s gonna be pissed about this.”
Your eyes widened and you pushed your finger up to his mouth clumsily.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhh. You can’t tell him!”
Namjoon gave you one of his famous glares and pushed your arm back int he car as he shut your door. He came back around and sat down next to you, driving you back to their dormitory since you couldn’t be trusted alone. The drive was mostly quiet besides your drunk rambling that came at random. You had your head leaned against the glass, watching the streetlights pass by in the window.
“You know…I kinda have a problem, Joonie? Once it starts I can’t stop.” You said in a oddly happy tone. Probably just the alcohol speaking for you once more. Namjoon checked on you with a glance but kept his eyes on the road.
“I’m an a.l.k.o.h.o.l.i.c.k.~”
“One, that’s not how it spelled. Two, If that was true we’d know about it. Yoongi would have never let you drink in the first place.”
You shrugged, giggling. “People hide things. You should know that by now. Do the other members know you cheated on your girlfriend? Nah, they love her too. If they found out then they wouldn’t even be speaking to you.”
“How did you-”
“I saw you in one of the waiting rooms when I was looking for Yoongi.”
Namjoon clenched his nails into the steering wheel but knew you didn’t mean the things you were muttering out of your drunk mouth. Why did he do to deserve being stuck with this?
“I didn’t tell anyone even though I thought I was gonna go crazy holding it in.” Suddenly, your expression had changed and you started to look more sad.
“What, are you blaming me for you downing alcohol? Y/N if you have a problem then it was already there. I didn’t start it.”
“I knoowwwwwww. Stop getting so touchy…I’m just saying I was starting to get clean before that. I almost did it. Why am I so pathetic, huh?”
He stayed quiet, knowing you’d break out in tears any second now.
“We can talk to the others and help you out. You shouldn’t have been going through this alone in the first place. Y/N we care about you-”
As he turned his head he found you passed out on the seat. It was going to be a long night for him and a long talk for him and your boyfriend. Getting home was a lot calmer when you were sleeping but he had to carry you inside, setting you down on the couch. Yoongi flipped the light on in the hallway.
“I know you had to go meet some of the company guys downtown but you were out for forever. Look, I need you to help me Y/N hasn’t answered me back and-”
He walked over to see your passed out body on their living room couch.
“Why is she here?” he asked.
Namjoon exhaled, already exhausted.
“I found her drunk downtown. Yoongi she has a problem. She told me on the way here that she’s an alcoholic and she was trying to get clean. My guess is she was probably down there trying to hit her limit for the night.”
Yoongi give the younger one a confused look, not knowing what to say. First came self-blaming, second was trying to rationalize it, and third was coming to terms with just wanting to help you.
“You can go ahead to bed. I’ll watch her..” He said quietly, still in shock.
Namjoon gave a nod before heading off to his own room, trying to forget this whole thing. Yoongi sat down on the floor next to the couch, holding your hand.
“If I would have known I wouldn’t have-…..If you just would have told me-…..Fuck. Why can’t you just tell me when you’re in trouble like this?”
He knew he wouldn’t get a reply in your drunken state but he had so much to ask as he looked down at your tired face. Why didn’t he notice before when he saw the amount of liquor in your cabinets or why you insisted on being fine after having all of those hangovers. Blaming himself would get him nowhere so he planned to wait it out until the morning, staying by your side the entire night. When you woke up in the morning you sat up instantly when you noticed being at the boy’s dorm, waking up Yoongi from his sleep.
That was mistake number three.