Erroneous [Vminkook]

27: V Teary

Cold.

That's a perfect and simple way to describe how Jungkook felt, cold.

No, not a deeper inner type of coldness from a heartless heart, but as in physically cold. The silk sheets against his skin is soft yet freezing, spreading goosebumps around Jungkook's body as he desperately moves around the empty bed to gain some warmth.

However all is failed and Jungkook woke up, slowly peeling his eyes open.

Confusion would be the best way to describe the first thing that ran through his mind, also a nasty wave of nausea and a murdering headache. His legs and lower spine ached, feeling the burn of dry cum between his legs whenever he moves. What hurt the most has to be the burn in his nostrils from when he snorted that damn cocaine.

Basically, Jungkook was entirely fucked over.

He can't remember much about what happened last night, but he does recall small fragments; His and Jimin's kiss, entering Karma's room, stripping down his clothes-

Wait.

Oh..

Oh shit....

Jungkook peers his eyes all the way wide open, sitting up abruptly but instantly regretted it by the horrid pain drilling his skull. He groans painfully to the sudden strike and rubs his scalp with his weak fingers, soothing every neuron in his brain to soothing thoughts instead of the lustful ones from last night.

So much happened.

He fucked Karma.

And got fucked by him as well.

And..... His face.....

He showed his face.

Jungkook tried to remember the details from his fazed memory, but it's all blurred, like a damn curse he shouldn't remember. Even though as much as he tried, he couldn't pinpoint exactly how his face looked like.

Wait, he shouldn't even try.

His promise..... He made a promise...

But damn, how did he look like-

"Good morning Mr. Jeon."

Jungkook jumps from the bed to the sudden voice, especially when Taehyung emerges out of an ivory colored door, dressed in nothing but a black bathing robe and the mask on his face to conceal what Jungkook is raking to remember, still failing.

Intently Jungkook watches him as he walks towards his dresser, a calmer aura fueling from his body.

"Morning," Jungkook grumbles hoarse and slides to the side of the bed, "I feel fucking horr-"

"We have much to do today," Taehyung cuts him off, running a hand through his wet hair, fresh from a shower, "Jimin is ready, we must travel to Busan today for the meeting in a few days. We must have visuals on the area, so please may you get dressed as soon as you can."

Jungkook didn't say anything, more so didn't know what to say. He's not exactly disappointed or surprised with Karma's attitude now after what they've done. If Karma is anything, being all affectionate and clingy is not one of those. Luckily for him, Jungkook isn't like that either. Karma is the ultimate enemy for him at the end of the day, just because they got a good fuck out of each other doesn't mean they will just blossom into a happily married couple.

Jungkook's head is still blackmailed and threatened for cooperation, and that's something he can't easily just let go. However, doesn't mean he'll stop his little habits of pissing the royal majesty off.