ᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ / 𝐨𝐭𝟕 / 𝟏𝟔+

12 - Headache

next day...

"Oh fuck, my head is pounding..."

I mumbled as I tugged more onto the covers. I heard a loud sigh which startled me. I peeked underneath the covers and saw my naked body, looking up more I saw Jimin, who was also part naked, just in his boxers. A wave of pain rushed through my body making the already tender muscles in my thighs and arms hurt more.

The bright sun blazed into my eyes, making the hickeys down below visible. Many parts from last night was all a blur, drunk sex I presumed. How many rounds? well, couldn't tell ya.

The muscles in my body throbbed in pain. As I sat up straight, Jimin's room was scattered with our clothes. Looking forward to the trash can, there was plenty of used condoms, and puke, the entire box of 20 was used last night.

I silently got up trying to make little sound possible. My legs collapsed making me fall to the ground, I peeked at Jimin and he rolled over. I opened the dresser drawer and pulled out a shirt and took a pair of his boxers and slipped them both over myself. As I did so, it felt like a bullet went through my head.

I walked out to his kitchen and looked through the cabinets until I found some sort of medicine. The bottle of Tylenol caught my attention. In bold letters, sore muscles and headaches.

The back said to take two, so I took a glass and took the Tylenol. I touched the back of my head and felt a bundle of hair, knotted. I felt myself about to barf. I rushed to the washroom then shut the door. I began to barf out all my insides, my head was pounding so much. I was breathing heavy at this point.

"Jimin..." I rested into fetal position on the floor and held my stomach.

He rushed in. "Oh, baby... Are you okay?"

"I puked up the Tylenol I just took..."

"K'ay, give me a minute."

He came back in with the cup of water and the Tylenol. He handed me both and admired me, everything about me, in general.

"You look so beautiful..."

"No I don't, Jimin."

"Wear my clothes more often."

"Okay."

12:37 pm (2 hours...)

He laid down onto his back, each time he breathed in his abs popped out more than they already had been.

"I should get going soon, I gotta shower and stuff. I was planning on going to see my parents today..."

"Oh, well have fun with that."

"I will. Thank you..."

"Bye, saranghae."

"Nado saranghae."

I grabbed my pair of heels off the floor, the dress, and my handbag then gave him a peck on the lips.

I peeked out into the hall and saw nobody. So I tiptoed out, my legs were still shaky but I made it. I unlocked my door and went inside. I tossed the pair of heels onto the floor then made my way to the washroom.

I picked up my hairbrush and attacked the knot at the back of my hair. Next step was to wash up my face, I took the makeup wipes out then wiped my face down.

I got in the shower and put in the thought about what me and my eomma talked about the other day. She said I could bring one of my friends, the girls were out of town for the weekend. And I just saw Jimin, Jungkook not to long ago... I wasn't that close with Rm or Hobi, or Jin. Yoongi and Tae were hungover. But my mom insisted to bring a friend...

2:12pm

I knocked at Yoongi's door and waited for an answer. I knocked again. Then he opened the door. Surprisingly he wasn't in to much of a rough state.

"Heyyy~" I said.

"Hi, Ha-ri."

"Can I come in?"

He nodded.

"What's up?"

He shrugged.

Fuck. He is so hot... Yes, Yoongi. Hot? never guessed, I still think there is alcohol in my system.

"So, I was planning on going to my parents. And they insisted I bring a friend..."

He stopped walking and I crashed into him.

"Alright... What about Jimin?"

"He's, doing his own thing."

I grabbed Suga's hands and made him face my way. He looked down at our hands then back at me.

"What time?"

"I dunno, 3?"

Yoongi nodded. He agreed to be there, but he'd have to completely freshen up beforehand, otherwise my parents would have a bad image towards him. As so he thought.