Jimin's eyes fluttered open, his head pounding with a dull ache. He groggily took in his surroundings, realizing he was in a unfamiliar bedroom. And then, his gaze fell on Jungkook, sleeping beside him.
Panic set in as he scrambled to remember the events of the previous night. But his mind was a complete blank.
"Jungkook," he whispered, shaking him awake. "What happened last night?"
Jungkook's eyes opened, bleary and confused. "What are you talking about, Jimin?"
Jimin's eyes narrowed. "Don't play dumb, Jungkook. We're in the same bed. Did we...did we do something stupid?"
Jungkook's expression changed from confusion to horror. "No, no way. I would never...we can't stand each other, Jimin.
Jimin's relief was palpable. "Exactly. So, what happened?"
They both sat up, their minds racing to piece together the events of the previous night. But their memories were hazy, their recollections vague.
"This is a disaster," Jimin muttered, his head in his hands.
Jungkook's eyes flashed with anger. "This is all your fault, Jimin. You and your reckless behavior."
Jimin's eyes snapped up, his temper flaring. "My fault? You're the one who's always pushing my buttons, Jungkook."
Their bickering continued, their animosity towards each other still evident, even in their confusion.
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