Friendships Desires and Secrets

Hangovers and Coffees

Namjoon opened his eyes to the bright light streaming through the bedroom window and groaned, hiding his head. He stretched for a minute before he made himself sit up. He grabbed his glasses and phone, checking the time then went to the restroom. He worked the stiffness from his muscles as he opened all the curtains. There was new snow on the ground below which worsened his headache. He opened the windows anyway. He prowled in the fridge a moment before selecting some juice and went to his couch. He flipped on the show he was engaged in and tried to ease his head.

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Across the city, Alex reached for her phone, as the 8AM alarm blared Mikrokosmos. She rolled too far and dumped herself into the floor. The alarm repeated the chorus to the song just as she finally got to it to shut it off. From her position on the floor, the winter sun was hitting her through the crack in the black-out curtains. She squinted her eyes, feeling out the degree of hangover she had before getting up to use the restroom. Thankfully no one else on the floor that she shared it with, was in there.

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Tara felt like her bladder was about to burst, but something heavy had her pinned down. As she started to wake, she was reasoning in her head and suddenly remembered. She opened her eyes and looked down to see Yoongi on his stomach. His left arm and leg were draped over her. She had imagined and dreamed this moment, never thinking it would truly come to pass. Here he was, but she couldn't remember how they got here. She was still fully dressed from the night before. He was as well sans his jacket and shirt.

Tara thought hard, trying to remember what happened, but her bladder was screaming. She ran her pastel pink acrylics down his spine and smiled satisfied when he shivered. His head jerked up, his face pressed and wrinkled from sleep. His hair was tousled this way and that and there was evidence of drool in the corner of his open mouth. "Hu! Mwo? Wae?"

"I need to get up Yoongi." Tara said as she slid her nails back up his skin, tickling the base of his neck. He squinched and moved off of her so she could get up. When she returned from the restroom, he was sitting up, blanket pulled over his chest, looking quite miserable.

"My head hurts so bad." He moaned

"You have been in the military, your body isn't used to whiskey and beer anymore. " Tara said softly, slipping back under her still warm covers and scooting closer to him. She waited for him to react with her own head screaming at her from the light pouring through the window. Headaches were nothing new to her and she wasn't letting it ruin the most precious moment of her life so far. She got two pills from her drawer and drank the remainder of a bottle of water she'd left on the table.

Yoongi rubbed his temples. "Do you want something for it?" Tara asked, handing him the bottle. He nodded gingerly with one eye shut and took the medicine. She got back up to get him a water bottle. She didn't see how many he took and was fairly certain that he didn't either. He handed her them back with a soft "Thanks." and she put them away.

"Maybe you should lay back down a minute." She suggested, to which he turned his head to look at her. He looked her up and down as she got completely back under the covers and sighed relieved.

"We didn't, did we?" He asked, picking at the purple spots on the mostly black cover.

"Nope, I don't think so. The last thing I remember was being cold and you cuddling me."

"I must have pulled my shirt off in my sleep. I do that." His eyes scanned the room looking for the offensively missing article of clothing. "Did you see it when you got up?"

"No." She stated, but she hadn't really looked. "Do you need it, I mean are you cold?"

His cheeks turned pink "I'm not cold." He pulled the blanket a touch higher. She could see it was making him uncomfortable, so she got back up and located it. It was off the foot of the bed in the floor. She shook it out a bit and handed it to him. He quickly donned it and looked relieved.