HIM IN MY BED [Jakehoon Or Is It....?]

CHAPTER 1

"Jake! Come down stairs n party dude!" My brother screams frantically from my doorway; my duvet unable to mask his begging - his voice a mixture of drunken glee n intoxication.

"Fuck off Jay. I need sleep!" I retort sharply. Jay has always been the life of party, I mean, he is the physical embodiment of a party: loud, fun, colorful n exciting. He has always managed to boast an exhilarating vibe- stealing the hearts of many young, gullible girls who part their legs like Moses parted the sea. Great brother. Great friend. Great athlete. Horrible boyfriend.

"Oh and can u turn ur music down plz....it's so fucking loud." I sit up dramatically, grabbing a pillow and place it around my ears- meeting the blurry gaze of my stumbling older brother. A chuckle and a wink n he disappears - shutting my door n returning the room to it's somewhat silence. The lingering scent of alcohol, the only signal he was here.

Battling against the music, I smother myself into my duvet; it's warmth hugging my body. My heavy eyes battle against my growling bladder. I seesaw between sleep-heaven n battling my path to the bathroom, waging a silent war in my head: Can I hold it or should I get up? Sacrificing my comfort, I slip out of my blanket n make my way towards the bathroom.

I undo my pajama bottoms; pull down my jocks; take aim, n feel the sweet sensation of releasing. Ouff heaven.

I yawn n start my nighttime routine - my eyes scanning over my reflection in the mirror. Hopping under the boiling stream of the shower head, I complete my nighttime routine - cleansing my body of the day's stress n grime.

Stepping out of the shower, I dry myself n put on my night clothes - all ready for sleep - finally!

I lift my duvet n roll into my blankets, wrapping myself in the cool side of the bed. I trail my arms slowly over my soft cotton duvets. My hand hits something.... someone - my eyes snapping open as my comfort n ease being shattered.

"Get the fuck out of my bed Jayyyy....go to ur own goddamn room!!" I shove his muscular shoulder - a soft groan emits from his lips. A groan!? I pull off the blanket n reveal a body; a stranger's body. SHIT.

My eyes roll down the smooth back of the complete stranger - his sharp shoulder blades poking out, complimented by muscular arms n a light wash of silver hairs. I reach my finger over slowly n poke his pale back - receiving another soft yet annoyed groan before his soft snores relent.

I decide to try a different method n shake his shoulder instead - bad idea. His body twists instantly, grabbing my wrist n yanking me over him - a scream leaves my lips as I plummet on to the floor n trynna process wtf just happened.

"Aghhhhhhhh!" The thud sounds as loud as it feels - my hip taking the brunt force. My glare shoots towards the bed, met by the dark brown orbs; locking me in a hypnotizing gaze. His long eyelashes flutter in confusion as he props himself up on his forearm, familiarizing himself with his surrounding.

"You shouldn't poke strangers, I thought u were Gon attack me... U alright?" His cold n deep yet comforting voice sends shivers down my spine.

"Agh....ur in my bed....but yea I'm alright" I lied, my tone hopefully indicative enough to portray my mood. My arms wrap around my torso as the cold air of the night pierces my skin, sending goosebumps down my spine.

"Oh fuck, I don't even know how I got here."

"It's fine don't worry about -" my voice halts mid-sentence as my hand rubs against a black pair of Calvin Klein briefs, which lay next to a cotton shirt. "Plz tell me that these aren't ur clothes underneath me." I beg in a desperate tone - met with a large grin as he chuckles lightly; life filling his dark brown orbs as his laughter brings warmth to his face.

"I'm so sorry....but I've slept naked like the entirety of my life!" He replies in a cheeky tone; an annoying tone; a sexy tone. I scoff on a disapproval n retract my hand off of his clothes. "Dogs sleep naked, nobody yells at dogs...what's the big deal?"

"Well then dogs also lick their bums n sleep outside - so according to ur principle, u will be happy to sleep outside. N also, it's fucking cold....so.....goodbye...." His eyes flutter again, the dark brown orbs obscured behind light brown lashes, decorated with a playful gleam n lastly....an evil smirk. He tilts head, running his eyes up n down over my tired body.

"Well....there's still enough room under the blankets if u want to lay in here with me". He pats the spot next to him. Did he just invite me to sleep in my own bed?

"Get out of my bed first. I'd rather sleep on the floor than sleeping with some random stranger in my own bed." I nonchalantly lie down on the carpet, it's softness failing to distract me from the coldness of spring - even in an entirely new season, the chill of winter litters it's chill.

"Well that's just stupid." He mutters from above me, the bed dipping as he pulls the duvet off of him n rolls his legs over. He's gorgeous - his body is chiseled like the Greek sculptures - toned with a incredible smoothness n pale. I seal my eyes as they attempt to drop lower; looking at something they shouldn't.

A pair of hands slip under my shoulder n I feel myself hoisted into the air - my body colliding into his chest. Instinctively, I wrap my arms around his neck n pull myself tighter to him; clinging - the warmth from his body radiates through me; comforting me; his heavy breathing against me.

"What r u doing!?" I scream - more squirrel - in protest. He lifts the duvet n lays me next to him.

"I said I'll sleep on the floor." I press up off of the bed, a strong arm forces me back down onto the bed - making me nervous.

"No. And my arms staying on ur chest until u agree." - he said in a cold voice. I feign an attempt to rise, but his muscular arm holds me there, it's warmth trickling into my chest. Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could get him out of my bed with my flimsy arms.

"Fine." I slide into the now cold side of the bed - pulling the duvet up to my neck in a effort to Garner some w"armth. He turns towards me, our eyes connect as he rolls his gaze up n down my face - I feel the heat rush to my cheeks, biting my lips in nervousness.

"Are u cold?" He whispers with his sexy voice, a softness in his tone as his eyebrows furrow in concern.

" Yeah cuz some dickhead stole my bed." I hold in a laugh.

" Well I'll warm u up then." His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me into his chest - our bodies intertwined with the tight embrace. His chest feels like warmth; like comfort; like protection.

His scent is a mixture of alcohol and something fruity - I sniff in subtly as his scent intoxicates Mr, closing my eyes in enjoyment - don't know why I'm feeling way, it's weird.

"What's ur name? I don't know ur name." He admits between sleepy breaths - his eyes closing as he nears the end of consciousness.

"It's becuz I didn't give it to u."

"My name's Sunghoon, park Sunghoon." He mumbles before soft snores start leaving his lips, his heavy breath kissing the back of neck as he falls into the land of sleep.

I already know that. Wherever my brother, Jay goes he goes - their little party twins, they've been inseparable since they met in the beginning of highschool. Different mothers; same drinking problems. Though don't know bout him, I mean Sunghoon that much.

I push lightly against his pectorals, trying to loosen his hold on me - his arm reaches out.

"No - ur not leaving me Wonyoung." Eyes shut. Grip weak. He must be dreaming bout her, whoever she is. I shrug it off n fall asleep in his grasp.

I awaken n look over at the other side of my bed.

"Wait". I say in a croaky tone. "What happened to the boy in my bed?"

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Hola sexies it's my first time writing so I hope y'all enjoy. Tnx