A throbbing headache woke Jungkook from his sleep. Squinting his eyes few times to adjust to the reality. His all whole body ache as if the first day at gym. He turns his face to look at the man beside him still sleeping and then he feels it....he frowns and raise his both hands looking at the palms. He definitely feels something around his c*ck but not his hand. Peaking inside the blanket he yelps loudly. "What the fuck Kim Taehyung?"
Taehyung jolts from his sleep, not understanding why his work partner is yelling at him. Realisation hit when he saw himself naked under the covers. "Why am I naked Jeon?"
"You pervert, why were you holding my d!ck? We both are naked as well." Jungkook sat up, covering with his side of the blanket which only exposed Taehyung a bit. The elder immediately snatched the blanket back to cover himself as well. The moment he sat up, he whined in pain. "I am sore, wait...why the fvck is my as$ sore? What did you do to me Jeon?"
"Oh now you are asking me? I should ask you the same. After I was knocked out last night, did you ride on my c*ck? How else would this happen? God I can't believe this!" Jungkook exclaimed in disbelief.
"Don't you dare put the blame on me Jeon, I'm a top. I never got fvcked by anyone. I was married to a woman and the guy before it was me who fvcked him. It's you, you molested me last night while I was asleep."
The bantering continued for a while until they finally agreed to calm down. "Do you remember anything about last night?" Taehyung asks, as he turns around to wear his boxers lying on the ground. "The last thing I remember is getting into a taxi before I got completely knocked out."
Taehyung sighs at the younger's reply. "The last thing I remember is drinking a glass of whiskey with other team members around and you beside me. Your hand was on my thigh and something triggered me before I passed out."
"So none of us remember what happened. Did anything really happen between us?" Jungkook was now confused. "Well my sore as$ and the hickies on both our bodies says otherwise." Taehyung unconsciously touched his neck looking at his reflection on the mirror in front of him. "We were so wild, I think."
Jungkook wore his tight Calvin Klein which did nothing better to cover his still visible dent. He blamed the 'morning glory'. They saw their trousers on each side and stepped out of the bedroom. Their shirts one black and one white lay crumbled on the kitchen floor, two white buttons a little further away.
"Did you rip my shirt last night? How horny were you?" Taehyung teased the younger. Jungkook had nothing to say in his defence as he clearly doesn't remember to explain his actions.
"Can you give me your phone. I need to check on Jimin. I remember him completely knocked out." The call took sometime to be answered. He put the phone on speaker so that Jungkook wouldn't be left out.
"Hello?" The voice was so hoarse and raspy.
"Jiminie? Is that you?" Taehyung frowned not following the unexpected voice.
"Huh? What?" The voice sounded very sleepy.
"Yoongi hyung? What...why are you answering Jimin's phone at this early morning? Is ...he with you?" Taehyung and Jungkook were surprised by it, although latter chose to stay silent.
"What the fvck? Why is he sleeping here? Wait...why am I naked. I'm gonna kill you park Jimin." Although Yoongi didn't mean speak to Taehyung, the latter heard the yelling clearly.
They then heard Jimin's shocked voice from the other end. "Hyung...what? How? Ohh my as$...my as$ is paining like hell. Did you...did we?" The younger man stuttered still in daze with the situation. The call was soon hung up which made Taehyung and Jungkook to look at each other, ending up bursting out a laugh.
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