You're Not The One || JungHope

06

        Jungkook, dizzy and nauseous, felt around the bed trying to figure out where he was. He felt the pit of his stomach turn and his dislocated shoulder make a noise.

Pop.

        He winced at the slight pain, not knowing when he had ever dislocated his shoulder, and sat up. He shut his eyes tightly once he felt the burning sensation in his eyes and a sharp pain in his head. A moment later he opened his eyes to a blur of red and white sheets he had been tangled up in, and clothes everywhere. Looking down upon himself he had realized he was nude.

        Not only was he nude, but marked as well. Quickly locating his red and white plaid boxers he put them on and made his way to the bathroom. Hickeys were laid out on his stomach, thighs, arms, and neck- even slight ones below his bellybutton trailing themselves lower. He had hand prints on his wrists and a faint long mark across his neck, signaling the use of a collar.

        He came around to the conclusion he was sexually dominated, nothing more nothing less and whoever it was, left and took his virginity with them. Then he took another look in the mirror, his left cheek had been bruised and his left eye looked a bit swollen. This began his thinking even more, was he beat up before, or after the domination? Or maybe during?

        He looked around for more clues as to what last night had been about. He obviously had too much to drink and couldn't remember anything after he met that girl and went to the bar. Now he was back to square one, the bed. Observing it he noticed that there was a jacket lying under the bed. He kicked it slightly making sure there was no one under the bed then crouched over to really check. Nothing.

        He pinched the collar and lifted the jacket up to spread it out in the bed. Definitely not female. Maybe it was his? He did leave his house with a jacket on, similar to this one. Continuing his search, he noticed a folded note laying on the small hotel nightstand. He walked towards it expecting something or someone to pop out like the horror movies he watches, but nothing did.

        He picked up the note and opened it slowly. Printed right in the middle it wrote-

Thanks for the night, wished we weren't drunk. Hopefully we meet up again sometime Cutie~
- Hope

        So it was female, being named Hope seemed like enough proof to Jungkook, but a part of him believed it was was a male. He quickly found the rest of his clothes and threw them on. Making his way towards the door, he looked back at the jacket that was left on the bed.

(Just take it in case you meet her again- Plus it is a nice jacket) Jungkook hesitated for a minute then slipped on the jacket.

        Running down the hall to slip into the elevator he noticed people giving him very obscure looks. As if there was something peculiar about him. He paid no mind to it, he just wanted to go home.

"You don't look so hot" A voice said once the elevator closed.

"I'm always ho-" Jungkook stopped when he looked up to see Hoseok. He pushed his hair back as the sweat glistened down his forehead and ran down his temple.

"Why don't you let me take care of it?" Hoseok said stepping closer pinning him against the elevator wall.

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~I'M SORRY GUYS I CAN'T WRITE SMUT JUST YET BUT I PROMISE ITLL BE BETTER WHEN I WRITE MORE UGHHH

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