RICH, SPOILED, BRAT

EIGHTEEN

JEON JUNGKOOK

"Here you go, sir", Yoonjae announced finishing his request, handing Jungkook a round silver platter.

"Thank you, Yoonjae", Jungkook smiled softly, earning a polite bow in response. With that he took the breakfast up to the second floor, where he had Jimin lay in another guest's room for the night.

When he made it to the designated room, he peered inside to see the boy still sleeping soundlessly. He smirked at the incoming scheme he had thought in the moment. He placed the platter down onto the side of a small table and then stalked over to the side of the bed where the teen laid peacefully. He couldn't wait to disturb that peace.

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"Wake up bitch!", he shouted loudly in the other's ear, causing an immediate panic.

Jimin jolted up, accidentally banged his forehead against something equally as hard.

"Ow, you bigheaded bitch!", the ravenette's grunted, rubbing his now sore temple.

"What is wrong with you? Why would you wake someone up like that?", Jimin grumbled, fluttering his eyes open slowly. He rubbed his eyes, feeling them pulse as he felt a burning headache come on. "Damn, I have a headache...", he coughed dryly, feeling his throat ache.

"I bet you do from all that drinking you must've done", Jungkook commented, pulling out a couple of painkillers, handing him a bottle of water. He watched as the other downed the bottle within seconds, proving his thirst.

"I don't recall drinking much. All I can remember is flashing lights, dancing and... meeting the guy and it's gets pretty foggy from there", Jimin admitted.

Jungkook frowned in disbelief at what the other was saying without much care. He knew the other did not acknowledge the fact that he had been roofied. Boys like Jimin seemed to be so gullible in his eyes. Everyone knows to watch what they drink at a party, but apparently some don't and he knew Jimin was one of those people.

"Of course you managed to get drugged at a club", Jungkook retorted with an eye roll.

"Did I? I didn't mean to"

"Nobody means to, it happens when you're not alert of those around you", he schooled, feeling as if he was talking to a child about the do's and don't's of life.

"Anything happened when I got home?", Jimin asked curiously with no memory of the night before.

"You were passed out cold. Some guy brought you home and acted weird, so we got him out of the house", Jungkook said, keeping out the details. He knew the smaller wouldn't want to have yesterday's unfortunate events remembered.

"We?"

"Hoseok and I. He helped me get you settled in bed. I believe I deserve a thank you, Jungkook", he teased, mimicking their interaction the past morning.

In that moment, he felt a soft hand lift his chin and small, tired eyes poured themselves into his shiny, doe ones. The two made eye contact as Jimin leaned in closer, causing the ravenette's breath to hitch in his throat.