first love ⁀➷ y.jw ✓

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I woke up the next day from cold air blowing on me. Sitting straight up immediately, my eyes slowly open as I look around me, confused on where I was. I was laying in someone's bed, and it definitely wasn't my own.

I wasn't at home. It smelled like a guy's cologne everywhere, but it wasn't that harsh smelling cologne. It actually smelled good. I look down and see myself wearing a really big black T-shirt over the outfit I wore at the party yesterday. My blazer was folded neatly on the dresser across from me. The T-shirt felt unbelievably soft and I couldn't help but notice the natural scent on it.

It was definitely a guy's room, that was for sure. The room was big as hell and the bed was also gigantic. I get out of bed and that's when the bedroom door opens.

Where the fuck am I?

What happened last night?

To my surprise, it was Jake who came inside the bedroom. Wearing plaid pajama pants and no shirt, the waistband of his pants rested perfectly in the middle of his V-line. His toned six pack right in front of my face, I immediately look back up at his eyes in embarrassment.

"Huh? Jake?" My eyes widen.

"Oh! You're finally awake." He flashes a bright, warming smile at me.

He looks me up and down and suddenly starts to giggle, trying to hide it. I look at him in confusion.

"Sorry. My shirt is insanely huge on you." He snickers.

"What am I doing here?" I ask him.

"You passed out last night. Heeseung left with Jungwon so I had to take you home with me. The driver arrived at the wrong house so I just decided to let you sleep over for the night. You were out cold, you know." He giggles.

"Don't worry. I slept on the bed with you, but I put a body pillow in between us and made sure it stayed there the whole night." Jake adds, playing with his hair.

I groan under my breath and sit back down on Jake's bed, starting to feel a pulsating pain in my head. Jake looks at me with a concerned frown and sits down next to me, putting his hand on my back softly for comforting.

"Are you okay, Hyewon?"

"I'm fine. I just have the worst headache." I respond.

"Oh," he laughs. "You must be hungover, then. You slept for a really, really long time."

"Wait...." I mutter.

"What time is it, Jake?" I ask him.

"It's 3 in the afternoon."

"My hair appointment is in an hour! I have to go. Let me buy an Uber," I reach for my phone.

"One of my drivers can drive you back home. A different one, this time. So that he actually brings you to the right house." Jake offers.

"Or, I can drive you myself." He adds.

"Can you?" I look at him.

"Yeah, of course!" He exclaims.

"Oh, before we go," he begins. "Drink this tea. It's good for hangovers." He hands me this glass of tea.

Hesitating, I get the glass of tea from him and take a small sip, pleasantly surprised at the taste. Gulping the tea down in seconds, I hand him back the empty cup.

"You don't.. remember what happened last night, do you? At the party?" He mentions.

"Huh? What happened?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Okay," he blushes a little. "Good."

"Tell me. What happened?"

"Nothing." He shakes his head.