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Throbbing of the head.
Yoongi groaned from the pain in his head, everything felt sore. He shakily lifts himself up from the bed, holding onto his head. How much did I smoke... He can't even open his eyes from the headache to see what he did to himself.
He felt arms wrapped around his waist, feeling odd heat that he never felt come off him. Yoongi fluttered his eyes a bunch, slicking his hair back and looking at the bed. Oh no. What happened last night? Why can't I remember?
Hoseok was laying beside him, HIS arms wrapped around his waist. The worst part? He's shirtless and has red dots all over his neck.
Yoongi immediately took Hoseok's arms off him and kicked him to wake up, lifting the blanket up to his chest. "Yah!"
Hoseok immediately sits up, groaning annoyingly and turning his head with squinting eyes. "What. What..."
"Wh-Why am I on your bed naked!?"
"Huh?"
"I'm not repeating! T-Tell me what happened!" Yoongi couldn't help to shakily yell.
"Oh." Hoseok chuckles, leaning on his elbows. "We had sex."
Yoongi's heart dropped. "Y-You're lying." He whispers.
"Oh, Yoongi Yoongi..." Hoseok tsks, sitting up more. "You were coming onto me."
"I-I never liked you in that way, Hobi!"
"Yah. You insisted on drinking. Why would I stop you? I love Soju."
"H-Hoseok!" Yoongi cries.
"Alright, stop yelling!" Hoseok sat up, holding onto his head. "Jesus..I just woke up and I'm hungover."
"Wh-What happened..last night."
"Okay. Fine. You obviously came over since you were stressed and I let you have some of my weed to get a stress relief down, at least. Then, you were so high that you went in my fridge and grabbed my very own Soju that I love the most. When I realized that you went in my fridge, you already finished like..six of the bottles I had."
This isn't me. That's not like me! Yoongi thought.
"Then, you were clinging onto me with your drunk self that I oddly never seen before. I was so high that I didn't even get to resist and you climbed into my lap and started kissing up my ne—"
"Th-That's enough!" Yoongi covered his ears.
"You weren't even saying my name in bed so you weren't even thinking about me." Hoseok rolled his eyes and swiftly grabbed his underwear, standing up to slip them on.
Yoongi blinks, looking at the male. "What?"
Hoseok put his hands on his hips, turning around to face him. "You kept moaning out for Namjoon." He threw his clothes at the older. "Now get dressed. I'm taking you back home to forget this fucking day."
Yoongi twitches from the cuss word, gulping hard. Did I really think..he was Namjoon? Yoongi shakily covered his mouth, eyes filling up with tears. He slides over to the edge of the bed and slips on his underwear and quickly slips on the rest of his clothes on, having shaky sighs with tears slowly rolling down his face.
"Oh, by the way, that choker you're wearing didn't hide any of your feelings for him."
Yoongi immediately pulled the choker off once Hoseok spoke about it, covering his face and quickly wiping his tears. I forgot to take it off!This day is the worst! I hate it! I hate it!I hate it! Yoongi sniffs, wiping his eyes over and over again.
