Five years ago, if you had asked the just married couple Jimin and Jungkook if they would one day drift apart, they would say you were crazy. But now, after many drunken nights, Jungkook thinks he must be a huge fool for still loving Jimin.

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It was another day gone and another night alone. Jungkook had finished his shift at Seokjin's restaurant as manager and he was back home, hungry and tired. Seokjin had offered supper to him but he politely declined and said he would try to catch supper with Jimin. Seokjin had looked at him sadly when he left.

It was almost eleven now and Jimin was not back yet. Jungkook understood. After all, Jimin had pursued a career in business and he had to go meet his clients after working hours as well to ensure the tight business bond.

So when Jungkook's stomach growled and he felt the sour taste and churn of a forming gastric pain, he decided to not wait for Jimin and pulled on sneakers and an overcoat before leaving to the convenience store near their apartment. The walk to there was short and the cool night air was relaxing for Jungkook.

"Here is your change, sir."

Jungkook smiled at the teenage cashier as he took his change and pocketed it. Grabbing the plastic filled with an array of foods, Jungkook left the convenience store and stepped into the cool night.

Arriving home, Jungkook started on his supper and ate slowly as he waited for Jimin to return home. When he was done and Jimin is yet to return, Jungkook sighed and decided to watch some TV show that Namjoon had mentioned while he waited.

It was nearing 4 in the morning now and Jimin is not home. Jungkook was worried. Had something happened to Jimin? He had always returned home late but not this late.

He was about to call Jimin when he heard the familiar sound of Jimin pressing the password on the door of their apartment. Jungkook immediately stood up and speed-walked to the entrance, ready to welcome Jimin home. However, what greeted him was not a sober Jimin, but a drunk ass Jimin, like the Jimin from many other nights like these.

"Hyung.."

"Kookie? Why are you still up?"

Okay, so apparently Jimin had sobered up tonight. His eyebrows were scrunched as he held his head in one hand and trying to take off his shoes with the other.

Jungkook walked over and bent down, helping Jimin to remove his leather shoes. As he got up from his stance, he came face to face with Jimin and pulled him into a hug.

"Kookie? What's wrong?" Jimin asked as he hugged Jungkook back.

Jungkook breathed in and he could smell three different smells; Jimin's scent, alcohol and a spicy cologne. Jungkook knew, because Jimin doesn't have that cologne. Jimin's colognes all smelt sweet and relaxing; unlike this one which was spicy and just too strong.

He tried to push all illogical thoughts away. Jimin would never cheat on him, would he? Besides, Jimin was a businessman. It could be the smell of a cologne after he hugged a younger colleague as comfort or something right?

"Nothing, hyung," And Jungkook shuffled closer, hugging Jimin tighter. "I just miss you is all."

He felt Jimin tensed for a brief moment before relaxing. "Aww, Kookie. I'm here now. Let's go to the bedroom and we can cuddle some more, okay?"

Jungkook nodded and held Jimin's hand as they walked through the apartment and into their bedroom, where a king bed stood in the middle, pushed against a wall. The pair walked in and Jungkook helped Jimin to remove his tie and dress shirt.

Since Jungkook was already wearing a loose white tee and boxers, he grabbed a similar tee and handed it to Jimin, who was stripping off his singlet and dress pants. As Jungkook pulled the white tee over Jimin, the older slowly pushed Jungkook backwards until his back hit the door.

He started to kiss Jungkook's neck, biting down on the soft skin when he reached a certain sensitive spot. The younger gasped and slipped his hand into Jimin's hair, tugging slightly, knowing how much he liked it.

Jimin continued with a few more bites onto the younger's skin before pulling away and leaning back in to kiss him. The kiss was heated, filled with tongue and urgency. But when Jungkook's hand slipped pass the waistband of Jimin's boxers and the older tensed before pulling away completely, Jungkook knew there was something wrong.

"Jiminnie?"

The nickname slipped past his lips in a deep and husky tone. The older had pulled away from his lover and made their way to the king sized bed in the middle of the room.

Jungkook simply continued standing against the door, confusion written all over his face. He watched as his lover climbed onto the bed and slipped under the blanket. He watched as his lover's head popped back up and beckoned him to come to the bed.

Still confused, Jungkook walked over slowly and slipped under the blanket. He had expected Jimin to turn around and bury himself into the younger like he always did. But he didn't and Jungkook could felt his lips quiver in disappointment.

"Sorry, I'm just tired. Goodnight, Jungkook."

And the tears start to flow. Jungkook was confirmed now that everything is shattering because Park Jimin never called Jeon Jungkook by his full name.