𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭 :: 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝟎𝟕

The next day, Taehyung was still sleeping soundly on the comfortably soft mattress, his body still basking in the warmth of the previous night's intimacy. The gentle morning light peeked through the curtains, casting a soft glow on his peaceful face. His dark hair was messily scattered across the pillow.

Taehyung's eyes slowly opened, groggily taking in his surroundings. He was met with a pounding headache and a dry, sour taste in his mouth. He tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him back onto the pillow.

What happened last night? He couldn't remember anything past the first few shots at the hall. He vaguely recalled Jungkook being there, but everything else was a blur.

As he struggled to piece together the events of the previous night, Hiss gaze fell upon the bedside table, where a hangover drink and a small note caught his attention. He picked up the note, and his heart skipped a beat as he read the scribbled message:

"Good morning, Taehyung. Drink this, you'll need it. -J"

Taehyung was surprised to see jungkook caring about him. But he didn't think about it much as he was having a terrible headache at this moment.

He downed the hangover drink in one gulp, hoping it would help alleviate the pounding in his head. But as he lay back down, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something had happened last night, something important. But what? His memories remained frustratingly out of reach...

Taehyung lay in bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he struggled to recall the events of the previous night. But his mind was a complete blank. He couldn't remember anything past a certain point, and it was frustrating him. He tossed off the covers and got out of bed, deciding a shower might help clear his head.

As he stepped out of the washroom, feeling refreshed and a little more alert, he was met with a sight that made his heart skip a beat. Jungkook was sitting on his bed, looking effortlessly handsome in the morning light. his eyes was sparkling with a hint of amusement, as if he knew a secret that Taehyung didn't.

Taehyung's eyes locked onto Jungkook's, searching for answers, but he didn't ask the question directly. Instead, he simply looked at Jungkook, his expression a mix of confusion and curiosity. Jungkook met his gaze, a hint of a smile playing on his lips which taehyung can feel even for jungkook's mask.

"Hey," Jungkook said, his voice low and gentle. "Come here."

Taehyung walked over to the bed, his eyes still fixed on Jungkook's. Jungkook patted the bed beside him, inviting Taehyung to sit down.

"How are you feeling?" Jungkook asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.

Taehyung hesitated, unsure of how to answer. He still didn't remember what had happened the night before, and he wasn't sure if he was ready to know. But there was something in Jungkook's eyes that put him at ease, something that made him feel like everything was going to be okay.

Taehyung's heart skipped a beat as he took in Jungkook's chiseled features and piercing gaze. He felt a flutter in his chest, but his mind was still foggy from the previous night. "Jungkook...what...what happened last night?" he stammered, trying to hide his confusion.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "You don't remember, huh?" he said, his voice low and husky.

Taehyung shook his head, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "No, I don't. Did something happened?"

Jungkook's expression turned serious, and he leaned in slightly. "You were really drunk last night, Taehyung. You don't remember what happened, do you?"