His Sanctuary [Jikook]

Chapter 3

3RD PERSON POV

The dead looking bodies were piled up on top of each other on a very big and comfy bed. Each of them looked their own kind of messy. Hair falling all over the place, their arms hanging off the bed, legs entangled together. Taehyung snored the loudest as they were all dead asleep. A cellphone rang somewhere around the room, Jimin slept through noise, and so did Taehyung, but Hoseok's eyes fluttered open. He groaned, feeling the weight of someone's body on top of him, something he didn't feel the whole night.

"Taehyung... I'm dying... move... I can't breathe." Hobi's voice came out as suffocated as could be. He pushed Taehyung off his body, making him fall beside him. That seemed to make Tae snap awake. He looked around, eyes squinted as he tried to adjust to the light.

"Ahh, my head, did I get hit by a train?" Taehyung said, placing his hand on his throbbing head. It did indeed feel like he was hit by a train. The couple was awake now, and only Jimin remained dead asleep.

"Forget being hit by a train. How the fuck did we get home?" Hobi asked.

They were sleeping in Taehyung's bed, all three of them on the same bed. As far as they remembered, they were all wasted. They spent a lot of time looking for Jimin, who seemed to be lost at the club. They don't even remember finding him. Heck... they can barely remember the fun they had last night.

"YAAH, WAKE UP." Taehyung smacked Jimin's arm and shook his body countless times so the smaller could snap out of his sleep as well. Jimin just turned the opposite direction and continued to sleep. Tae rolled his eyes, Jimin was a deep sleeper, and here he was, proving it again, sleeping right through Taehyung's smacks.

After numerous tries to wake Jimin up, he finally stirred awake and rubbed his eyes with his finger. Just like the other two, he felt a banging headache, and his body was very tired. He got up from the bed and looked at himself. He was a mess. His pants were taken off one leg but still dressed on the other. Surprisingly, he was wearing a black leather jacket, which was very huge on him. But that wasn't important at the moment. What mattered more was his throbbing head.

"I'm never drinking, ever again." Jimin said while his hand was on his forehead.

"Really? I wanted us to go back there next week." Taehyung said, also struggling to keep his eyes open. He wanted more sleep.

"Count me in." Jimin said again, man he switches up so fast. Hobi got off the bed and looked for his phone. He quickly found it and looked at the time.

"Damn, I fucking forgot I was not in my place. Your mom will be so mad if she sees me here." Hobi said, sounding panicked and worried. Taehyung's mom didn't really approve of their relationship, so they were hiding it from her. She thought Hobi was a bit too old for her son.

"Don't worry, mom is usually at work by now. There's a lot of guest bathrooms here so let's all go take showers. We'll make some breakfast and get on with our day."

So they all agreed on what Taehyung was saying. Hobi used Taehyung's bathroom, Jimin used the guest bathroom while Tae used his mother's bathroom to shower. After their long showers were done, Tae was kind enough to lend clothes to his best friend, Hobi on the other hand put on his clothes and said he had to rush to his place. They said their goodbyes to him, Tae obviously shared countless kisses with his man before finally letting him go.

The two best friends made themselves a nice hot breakfast. And they sat on the table, having their meals. Taehyung looked at Jimin as they ate. He extended his hand and touched Jimin's forehead, making the smaller wince in pain.

"Awww, that hurts." Cried the smaller.

"You have a little bump on your forehead. Did you bump your head somewhere?" Taehyung asked while smiling. It was amusing to him that Jimin was that drunk. He wished he didn't get too drunk, so he would fully see how a drunk Jimin behaves.