Single Dad [Completed]

CH. 23

Jungkook’s POV

My eyes opened slowly, getting used to the dim light in the room. I looked around, my head felt heavy and the hammering made me close my eyes again.

Widening them a second later, after realizing that I wasn’t in my room. I sat up at the same moment, which was not a good idea. My stomach complained and a dizziness hit me. Y/n's room. I slept in Y/n's bed. I lifted the sheets noticing that I was properly dressed in clothes that weren't mine. 

The fuck happened last night?

‘Never have I ever had sex in the ocean’; ‘Never have I ever had a threesome’.

Oh no.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I grabbed my hair with both hands remembering everything I had confessed to doing. On the second day in a relationship with a girl and she already knows all my dirt. I groaned and threw myself back on the bed, covering my eyes with my arm. How pathetic am I?

Wanna see how big I am?

“Oh my God” I whined, pondering what my chances are of the ground opening up and swallowing me. I hate Jimin and his stupid drinking games.

“Look who’s up” Y/n showed up at the door all beautiful and glowing, just to see how deplorable her boyfriend was. She was smiling while Koda jumped on the bed to say his good morning “This is for you. I imagined you would wake up with a headache”

She smiled sweetly, sitting next to me and offering a cup of water and pills. Man, I was thirsty. I shyly accept both of them, finishing the water in seconds.

“I’m so embarrassed about last night” I rested my forehead on my hand, averting her gaze “I shouldn't have played”

“It’s ok” she touched my hair “Yes, I was a little surprised, but you have nothing to worry about. We all have a past” I looked up at her.

“So, like, you’re not breaking up with me?” I hated how fragil my voice sounded.

“What? Of course not” she kissed my forehead and got up “C’mon, I made you breakfast and your phone has been ringing non-stop.

I nodded and stopped at the bathroom first. I looked like shit. I felt like shit.

Again, I hate Jimin. I tried to look presentable before reaching the kitchen and finding that Y/n prepared me Haejangguk, a hangover soup.

“You didn’t have to cook for me. I feel like you’re always taking care of me” I sat down around the kitchen island and she chuckled, filling her cereal bowl with milk.

“And you say you’re a big boy” she winked and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

“Oh God” I groaned and my phone beeped next to me.

I had four missed calls from unknown numbers and one from Namjoon a few minutes ago. I called back as I savored my soup and made my stomach stop begging for food. It had been so long since I had drunk that much that my tolerance for alcohol had vanished.

“Hey, Kook”

“Hey, sorry for not picking up. Is everything ok? How’s Sannie?”

“All good, we just had breakfast. I wanted to know what your plans are. If you want I can drop him there”

“Hum, I’m not at my place” I murmured.

“Oh really?” I could tell that was a smile on his lips “I wonder where you are then”

“I can stop at your place in thirty minutes to pick him up, is that ok?”

“Sure. Hey, we could have lunch together! We need to take advantage that it’s a holiday and I’m not working”