Flunitrazepam: This medication is a very strong sedative-hypnotic. It is generally prescribed to treat insomnia, but it is also known as a "date rape" drug. Common symptoms of misusing this medication include drowsiness, dizziness, confusion, headaches, intoxicated feeling similar to alcohol, slurred speech, and amnesia. 

Taehyung.

"I am now officially 15 days sober." I announced, watching as the group snapped, including Jungkook, who gave a slight nod.

During one meeting a week, we announce our progress, so we can all keep each other informed. Being the newest member, Rose had me go first.

Bogum and Zico went, along with a few other people, who's names I don't really recall.

When Jungkook cleared his throat and stood up, I focused on his words.

"Still sober. Six weeks left until I receive my one year chip." He went to sit down, only for Rose to raise an eyebrow.

"That's progress, sure! Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

Jungkook sighed. "I'm in the process of quitting smoking." He shrugged nonchalantly as he sat down fully, motioning for the next person to go.

••••

Following the meeting, I walked out with Jungkook, who stopped by a blue two-door sports car.

"This is my ride," He pointed to the car, whose window was rolling down.

"Kook, let's go! I have a date with Hoseok tonight!"

Jungkook rolled his eyes and climbed in the car. "See you tomorrow, Tae?"

I gave a slight nod, waving to Jungkook and Yoongi, who was driving the car."

I took a step back, further away from the curb, watching the car speed off and around the corner.

I sighed, burying my hands in my pockets, whistling a tune while I began to walk home, embracing the cool air against my skin.

•••••

Jungkook.

After driving for a few minutes, I heard Yoongi chuckle next to me.

"What's so funny?" I questioned, watching my best friend snicker while driving.

He shook his head, not taking his eyes off the road. "You like himmmm," he sang with humor in his voice.

I scoffed. "Definitely not."

Yoongi hummed, not opening his mouth anymore, continuing to drive.

Do I like Tae?

First off, I call him Tae. I gave him a fucking nickname.

I do look for him whenever I walk into the meetings. And if we make eye contact, I can't help but smile.

"Shit," I groaned, putting my face in my hands.

Yoongi chuckled again. "There it is! I knew you would realize your feelings."

I smacked his arm, partially to shut him up, but also out of embarrassment.

After his laughing calmed down, I sighed. "What do I do?"

Yoongi shrugged casually. "What do you want to do? What do you want to happen?"

"God, you're the psychologist in the group. Aren't you supposed to tell me the answer?"

Yoongi released a breathy laugh. "Oh Kook. I can't give you all the answers in life. You don't pay me."

That made me laugh, releasing some of the tension I had built up.

Yoongi sighed. "May I make a suggestion?"

I nodded for him to continue, seeing as he parked in front of my apartment building.

"Don't rush into anything. That's what you always do, is you rush into things and it bites you in the ass. You still barely know Taehyung. Maybe take more time to learn more about him, and let him learn more about you in return."

I groaned. "I hate talking about myself."

"If you don't open up to him, he won't open up to you. It's a mutual understanding, okay?"

I gave a small nod, unbuckling my seatbelt. "Sometimes I hate that you're a psychologist."

Yoongi snickered and shook his head. "Bullshit! You basically get free therapy. You love it, and me. You would be screwed without me in your life."

I rolled my eyes playfully while climbing out of the car, shutting the door behind me. As I opened the door to get inside my apartment building, Yoongi called my name out, getting my attention. 

"Kook!" 

When I faced him, he gave me a soft smile. 

"You know I love you, right?"

I gave a tiny nod. "And I, you." 

With that, I entered my apartment, breathing in harshly when I collapsed on my couch, arm across my forehead as Taehyung once again crossed my mind.