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thestorytellerofkpop · 7 years

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BTS Reaction to Their Girlfriend Getting Drunk and Asking if They’re Gay

“Blame it on the booze, got you feeling loose. Blame it on patron, got you in the zone. Blame it on the vodka, blame it on the Henny, blame it on the blue top got you feeling dizzy. Blame it on the alcohol baby.” - ‘Blame It’ by Jamie Foxx.

Jin: It’d all start with Namjoon suggesting that they’d go out to celebrate their wins of the year at a nightclub. That was the first mistake on Jin’s part by agreeing to go. The second was that he allowed J-Hope to challenge everyone to a drinking game, which he politely declined to join in on. After the fourth or fifth shot, the members and their girlfriends were batshit drunk, including his own. Now, only after an hour of being there: Jimin and Jungkook were grinding on the dancefloor with their girls, Suga was sleeping in his girlfriends lap while she laughed loudly with V’s girlfriend as said member was dancing on the table next to them, J-Hope and his girlfriend had disappeared to a place Jin didn’t really want to know about, and Rap Monster and his girl were furiously making out in a not-so-secluded corner of the club. Jin sighed in exhaustion as he tried to get his own girlfriend to stop poking his side.

“Hey, oppa!” Jin’s girlfriend sang.

“Y/N, for the last time, you’re older than me, so I’m not your ‘oppa’.” Jin tried to explain but Y/N didn't seem to care.

“Jinnie oppa, are you attracted to other guys?” she asked, making Jin choke on his sparkling water. He stared at her in shock with his eyes blown wide.

“It’s totally cool if you are! I won’t tell anyone if you don’t want me to.” Y/N said seriously before bursting out in giggles.

“You’re more drunk than I thought Y/N, I’ve been your boyfriend for three years now. C’mon, we’re all going home”

Suga: Suga would come home late, having been at the recording studio trying to finish a song he was working on. Having no success by the time the clock read 2 a.m. he decided to call it a night and try to finish it tomorrow. All he really wanted was to crawl into bed and cuddle up with his sleeping girlfriend. So, when he came home and heard loud sobs coming from the other end of the apartment, his fatigue vanished. He quickly kicked off his shoes and ran into your shared room.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern as he saw you sitting up in bed with the lights on and an empty bottle laying next to you.

“Y-Yoongi?” you’d hiccup, staring at him with bloodshot eyes. He’d approach you and instantly smell the booze in your breath, realizing that you were just being the sad, emotional drunk you turned into when you drank too much and that you weren’t hurt in any actual way. He’d sigh in relief and sit down next to you, pulling you into his arms anyways.

“Babe, why are you crying?”

“D-Don’t call me that!” you’d wail, causing Suga to look at you in shock.

“Why not?” he’d ask you, confused that you weren't comforted by the term of affection.

“B-Because you can’t like me like that! Y-You’re g-gay!” you’d cry, hiding your face in his chest. Suga would be overcome with laughter, making you look up at him with a hurt face.

“I-It’s not funny!” you’d yell, clearly hurt by his laughter.

“Baby, you’re so drunk you don’t know what you’re saying. I love you. I’m not gay, and we’ve been together for almost two years now.” Suga would tell you, laughing again as you’re face turned from hurt to surprised.

“W-We have?” you’d hiccup, making Suga nod and kiss your forehead.

“Yup, now let’s put your drunk self to bed. I really want to cuddle you to sleep tonight.”

J-Hope: J-Hope had lost a bet. A bet made by V. He knew he shouldn’t have taken it once he knew the punishment, but his pride was on the line! He couldn’t just step down without a fight!! He should’ve known that V would ultimately beat him during the Warhead challenge, since the younger had an affiliation for sour candy. But no one could tell him that he didn’t fight valiantly! So, now here he was at a gay bar with V and his girlfriend (he had asked her to come for emotional support). He was now regretting his choice to bring the love of his life with him, because now she was slightly drunk along with Taehyung, the two of them giggling loudly in his ears.

“Go on hyung! Just get it over with!” Taehyung encouraged after another fit of giggles. Hoseok sighed and quickly took the shot of vodka he had ordered, the burn giving him liquid courage as he strutted out onto the dance floor.

If V wanted a show, a show he would get. J-Hope, without a care in the world, joined in the dancing with a few of the other men on the dance floor as his form of punishment. His hips swayed and dropped to the beat, his hands moving across his body in a sensual manner and he kept chanting in his head; ‘Just pretend you’re dancing with Y/N’. But when his ass was groped for the third time that night, he decided that he had fulfilled his punishment ten-fold and rejoined his drunk patrons, who were howling like wolves.

“Hyung, that was amazing, I’m sooo glad I got that on video.” J-Hope groaned and hid his head in his girlfriend’s neck out of embarrassment.

“Hobi~” Y/N purred, removing her pouting boyfriend from her neck so that she could look at him fully.

“You’re not gay, are you?” she asked in the most serious tone of voice that it caused Hoseok’s eyes to bug out of his head.

“Jagiya...I want to scold you but you look too attractive right now. I’m your boyfriend, aren’t I? Or do we need to leave so I can show you how much I love you?”

Rap Monster: All he wanted was to have a romantic date. Namjoon knew how much his girlfriend was missing him since his bands’ promotions had started up again, limiting their already limited amount of time they could spend together. But when the promotions for their new album finally came from a high boil to a low simmer, Rap Monster was more than ecstatic to spend more time with his girlfriend besides the kisses they shared in the morning when he left and in the night when he came home passed the point of exhaustion. So when he finally got to take his girlfriend out to an elegant restaurant for a dinner date a few nights later, everything seemed to be going perfectly. That is until the wine was brought out.

It was a deep red color, laced with the infusions of raspberries to create a tangy and lingering flavor. It was sparkling, bubbly, and so aroma infused that the smell of it seemed to surround the couple in an intoxicating perfume in their secluded booth in the back of the dining hall. Pretty soon the bottle was empty, having drinking it during both the main course and dessert because it just tasted so good with everything.

Namjoon stared at his girlfriend as she talked with him drunkenly, staring at the faint blush in her cheeks and just how beautiful she looked in her little black dress. It made his tummy warm with affection and lust in his tipsy state. Maybe it was the alcohol taking control, but he leaned over during her speech and kissed her cheek. The kiss was soft and lingering, like the wings of a butterfly. When Namjoon heard her giggling he took that as incentive to continue, moving down to place sensual kisses on her neck, occasionally giving her small love bites. When he placed his hand high on her thigh, that's when she pulled away from her boyfriend.

Namjoon stared at her with wide eyes, his mouth hung open in shock, causing Y/N to giggle.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked.

“I just don’t want you to make a mistake with a woman.” she said, only making Namjoon even more confused.

“What?”

“Aren’t you gay Joonie?” she asked, making Namjoon look at her with shock.

“We’ve been together since forever Y/N, I think you need to go home and rest. Besides, I think I’d like to shower you with more affection in the privacy of our own home.”

Jimin: There were only two words needed for Jimin to explain why his girlfriend was on his back, giggling like there was no tomorrow at one in the morning. Beer pong. He shouldn’t have let Y/N go up against Hoseok, but the two were just so competitive that by the time he had found out, the two were already two glasses in the game and neither were planning to forfeit anytime soon. Y/N had emerged victorious after a long battle, but Jimin knew that she would regret it when she would wake up with a killer hangover in the morning. Jimin didn’t mind carrying Y/N on his back the short way to their apartment, in fact, he quite liked the warmth of his girlfriend pressing into his back. It made him feel strong and protective of what was his. He smiled, and Y/N pinched his cheeks, giggling into Jimin’s ear.

“Aww, Jiminie is so cute~” Y/N cooed, poking his cheeks repeatedly. Jimin just laughed as Y/N sighed behind him, resting her head on his shoulders.

“Its a shame I can’t be like this with you all the time.” Y/N said. Jimin could hear the put in her voice and quickly looked back at her only to find her putting cutely, making him giggle out of love for his girlfriend.

“And why is that jagiya?” he asked in a teasing manner.

“Because we can’t be together Jiminie. You’re gay.” she whispered the last part in Jimin’s ear, making him turn to look at her sad expression in shock.

“Aish, you must be more drunk than I thought.” he mumbled.

“You’re just so cute Jiminie, any guy would be lucky to have you do this for him. I wish I was a guy.” Y/N pouted, making Jimin shake his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Hey, let me tell you a secret Y/N.”

“What?”

“We’ve been dating for two years. And I love you so much. Trust me, this man of yours is only gay for you.” Jimin giggled when Y/N gasped loudly in his ear.

“I love you tooo!” Y/N giggled, and Jimin couldn’t help but laugh along with her. He couldn't wait to tell Y/N about what she said when she was drunk this time.

V: Taehyung and his girlfriend would be at home one night, probably during a movie/TV marathon that night when one of them would suggest to bring out the alcohol to drink with the fried chicken that had just arrived. One glass turned to two, and two glasses turned into countless more until the two of them were drunk and pink in the face.

“Jagi.” Taehyung called, scooting closer to his girl that was cuddled with one of the couch pillows, whispering to it about cats and house plants. She would look up from her in-depth conversation and glare at the intruder.

“TaeTae, can’t you see I’m having a deep conversation with Billy here? Don’t interrupt!” she’d whine, kicking her feet around angrily. Taehyung would glare back at her and grab the pillow out of her hands, throwing it somewhere else in the room.

“BILLY!!!” Y/N cried. Taehyung had other ideas than comforting his girlfriend about the loss of her intelligent converser though. He’d grab ahold of his girlfriends cheeks, leaning in to kiss the living daylights out of her. V would feel his girlfriend resist, and he’d groan in frustration, pulling away from the kiss.

“What’s wrong?” he’d grumble, pouting slightly that his girlfriend wasn’t as needy as he was for kisses

“I-I thought you were gay TaeTae, why are you kissing me? Last time checked I didn’t have a ding dong.” she’d say, checking down the front of her pants just to make sure.

Taehyung sighed, about to explain to his girlfriend that he wasn’t gay when he thought about the time he had to act out that romantic sit-up scene with J-Hope; remembering how close they were for that challenge.

“Ah...am I not gay?” he’d mumble in his drunken state as the memories flashed back to him. He’d shake his head to his girlfriend, not trusting his drunken thoughts to answer for him, instead leaning back in for more kisses, which his girlfriend was now eager to receive after his answer of denial.

Jungkook: “How could you come back here?!”

That was what Jungkook was met with when he finally came home from the studio for the night. He quickly ducked when he saw an object fly towards him. It smashed against the wall with a loud shattering sound and, upon closer examination, he saw that it was a table clock. Jungkook stood back up and stared further in the apartment with wide eyes.

“Yah! Y/N what was that for?” Jungkook asked as he moved past the foyer and into the apartment, finding his girlfriend on the couch cradling a bottle of rum. There were empty Coca-Cola cans littered all over the floor; the telltale signs that someone had been mixing up rum and coke cocktails.

“You should know!” Y/N yelled, throwing a magazine to the ground as she poured herself another dose of rum. Jungkook groaned in exasperation. He loved his girlfriend to death. However, when she became her angry drunk self, Jungkook honestly felt very intimidated by her.

Jungkook first, grabbed the bottle of rum out of his girlfriends hands, ignoring her yelling protests to put it away. When he came back and saw her about to drink the glass she poured, Jungkook took it from her and drank it himself, turning in on himself a little at her glares directed towards him. It burned his throat without the coke to mellow out the intense flavor of the rum, but if Jungkook was going to be the amazing boyfriend that he is and figure out what was wrong, he needed a little liquid courage.

Jungkook picked up the magazine threw on the ground and had to stifle his chuckles otherwise he’d have to face the wrath of his girlfriend.

“Sweetie, this is just a picture of me and Yugyeom.” Jungkook chuckled as he read the article about the two of them being really close friends.

“I’m not falling for your tricks maknae! Our relationship has been a lie hasn’t it?You’re gay for Yugyeom aren’t you?” Y/N accused, making Jungkook give her a patient half smile.

“Jagi, I’m not gay. I love you, and only you, otherwise I wouldn’t have stuck around this long.”

“Not...gay?” Y/N asked, cocking her head to the side like a puppy would, making Jungkook’s heart swell.

“I think its time we put you to bed baby.” Jungkook said, taking Y/N’s hands into his own, leading her into their room to tuck her into bed for the night.

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