Tripped |Jikook/Kookmin

Echoes of Honesty

I woke up with one of the most nerve wracking headache, i had my fair share of hangovers and headaches after drinking endlessly all night back in my university days but this was some God-level shit , Whatever concoction that bastard had me drink last night was on a whole other level, wreaking havoc on my entire system.

As I took stock of my surroundings, I realized I was clad in nothing but my underwear and a shirt that swallowed me whole. The bed beneath me, a regal king-sized affair, exuded an air of comfort that stood in stark contrast to the desolation of my own  room. This space felt distinctly lived-in, almost like a sanctuary, with subtle touches that spoke of someone's cherished haven. My gaze lingered on the canvas positioned before the expansive window, its incomplete painting signifying the one whose room is this does like painting as a hobby. Adjusting the blanket to cover my lower body, I eased back against the bed frame, allowing myself a moment to collect my thoughts. Memories of Jeon flitted through my mind, confirming my location. This, then, must be his room .

"Well, well, what do we have here?" The unexpected voice made me jump, and there he was, Jeon Jeongguk, right on cue. "It's not every day I wake up to find an angel in my bed." he quipped, his teasing tone accompanied by a glimmer in his sapphire eyes.

He seemed freshly showered, his hair tousled and faintly damp, a departure from his usual meticulously styled appearance. Dressed in a sleek black silk shirt and matching pajamas, he epitomized effortless sophistication that was quintessentially him. His arms were crossed, his muscles subtly bulging, a sight that never failed to catch my attention. "What the—do you have any idea how creepy this is?" I retorted, tearing my gaze away from his arms.

"Why, this is my room." he stated matter-of-factly, moving with assured purpose into the room. He gravitated towards the sofa, where a laptop rested open on the table before it, signifying he had been here working whilst i slept.

"That i am currently sleeping in!" I countered weakly, casting my gaze downward and fidgeting with my fingers.
"You look pretty awake to me." He said soo nonchalantly,I mustered the courage to glance up, only to quickly divert my gaze back down. Embarrassment washed over me as the reality of my situation sank in—I was in Jeon Jeongguk's bed. I slept in his bed while i am half naked . Wow.

After agonising five minutes with him busy with something on his laptop with his eyebrows cinched probably focusing on something important ,jimin decided to step foot on his ego "Thank you for helping me , I don't clearly remember anything from last night but thank you." Done , jimin sighed mentally, it wasn't that hard was it? Jeongguk glanced at the blonde who was in his bed, his hands stopping mid-way typing , Leaning back, Jeongguk's hand found its place on the armrest of the sofa, his gaze lingering on the soft curve of the blonde's lips before returning to Jimin's eyes. Jimin's heart raced as he felt a surge of something unknown , instinctively moistening his own lips. After a calculated pause, Jeongguk spoke. "We kissed." he had said those words as if he couldn't wait to say them as if he enjoyed the prospect of them kissing as if it was highlight of last night and he had wanted jimin to know .Jimin choked on his breath, trying to catch the meaning of the words , well what meaning they were spoken clear as day, but just so to confirm he wasn't hallucinating he asked again hoping to God and heavens above that it was just the hallucinations caused by that drug .

Jeongguk observed the blonde with intrigue and curiosity, watching how the other looked anywhere but him , the blonde's cheeks red from embarrassment.

"I... I'm sorry, what?" Jimin stammered, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart. Jeongguk rose from his seat, moving with a lazy grace toward Jimin, who instinctively drew the blanket closer to his chest, watching him with a mixture of confusion and apprehension "I said that  i distinctly recall us kissing, and I must admit, I quite enjoyed it, you said you don't remember anything from last night so its only fair that i let you know." Jeongguk reiterated, his intense gaze lingering on Jimin's lips, a subtle smirk playing at the corners of his own. Jimin's breath hitched, his mind racing to process the unexpected confession.