Love At First Kick

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I thought I was gonna struggle a lot more last night with getting Jimin out of the car and into our place, but he barely needed help. It was almost as if he was sleepwalking. I helped him out of the car, but he walked all on his own, not letting go of my hand until we got to our room.

He ended up falling asleep in his clothes. I took off his shoes, but that's about as much as I could do. It's not like I can lift him and undress him. He's too heavy for me.

He's having a nice little sleep-in. It's almost 11 and he's still asleep, which is crazy for him. Must be all the drinking. I just hope he doesn't get a hangover.

I was preparing things for lunch later when I heard the shower go off. Seems like he's up.

He emerged out of the room about 15 minutes later, towel drying his hair.

'How did I get home?'

'Morning, handsome.' I smile. 'How are you feeling?'

'I'm completely fine. I just have no memory of getting home.' He chuckles

'My dad helped me get you into the car, but you walked into the place on your own.'

'Was I that out of it that he had to help me?!' He looks petrified, bless him

'You were asleep. I had to wake you up.' I chuckle. 'Also....'

'Also....?' He urges me to continue

'You called my father dad. Twice.' I grin

He looked just as surprised as everyone else last night.
'Seriously?'

'Yep. My dad was bawling with happiness. Honestly, he was happier than finding out about the Olympics.' I giggle

'Oh, my God.' He covered his face with his hands. 'I can't believe I've done that.'

'Is it really that surprising? He acts like your parent, and I know you see him as if he's your parent. There is no need for you to feel embarrassed.' I smile at him

'I know, but what am I supposed to do now? I can't call him dad all the time.' He sighs

He is so frustrated about this, that it's kinda funny.
'Calm down. You'll be okay. Just call him whatever you want. But expect him to gloat.'

'Oh, I fully expect to be teased about this till the end of time.' He chuckles, relaxing a little. 'Did I do anything else dumb or am I okay?'

'Apart from having some kind of beef with our closet, you were fine.' I laugh

'Huh?' I get that he's confused

'I don't know, you tell me. After we got home, you kept pointing at our closet and yelling my name, and you kept going on about going on top or something like that. Honestly, it was so entertaining. I'm sad I didn't record it.' I was laughing, while he was the complete opposite. He was just staring at me with his eyes wide open, not moving a muscle.

'Are you okay?' I had to ask

'Did I say anything else? Or ask anything?'

'No. You fell asleep after that little argument with the closet.' I snort. 'Why?'

'Just wondering.' He smiles brightly. For some reason, he seemed like my answer relaxed him a lot. I don't even know what to think. I'm so confused. But drunk people do some stupid things. At least this was funny.

'You're weird.' I squint my eyes at him

'No, I'm confused is what I am. Please, don't let me drink again.' He waves as he goes back to the room to dry his hair