drunken words || Jackson Wang- GOT7

the morning

YOUR POV

I wake up with the worst headache I've ever had in my life. My brain is pounding and every small movement I make only enhances the pain.

I begin to take in my surroundings when I realize that I'm not in my own bed, and as my eyes start the focus more, I see that I'm in Jackson's bedroom.
What happened last night?

I stretch my arms before getting out of bed and walking towards the door, which makes my head hurt more than ever. I have no idea how I got myself in this mess.

I walk out into the main living area of Jackson's apartment to find him asleep on his couch. He looked absolutely adorable all wrapped up in a blanket with his messy hair. I can't help but smile at the sight.

I walk over to the couch and lightly shake his shoulders.
"Jackson, wake up. Jackson," I whisper.

Slowly he opens his eyes and let's out a yawn.
He sits up and I take the place next to him.

"What happened last night?" I ask him.

His eyes widen and he looks away from my gaze. This can't be good.

"Do you reeeally want to know?" He says.
I nod and scoot closer to him.

He sighs, running his fingers through his untamed brown locks.

"Jin came to the party and he must have slipped something in your water," he explains.

"What!?"
He just nods.

"What an ass! I knew he was low, but really? On my birthday?" I can't process what's going on.

When Jin and I broke up we weren't exactly on good terms but to think that he'd do something like this was disgusting.

"I'm sorry, I really am, I should have payed closer attention to who was coming through the door. Maybe I could have stopped him before he-"

I cut Jackson off by wrapping my arms around him and pulling him close to me.

"Don't be sorry. Thank you for taking care of me," I say.

I then realize that he's not hugging me back and I pull away confused.

"Are you ok?" I ask. He nods his head but I can tell he's lying, I know him too well.

"Did I say or do something dumb last night?" He stops looking down and looks directly at me. And even though he doesn't say I word, I know what he means.

"What? What did I do?" I ask again. He licks his lips nervously.

"You said you loved me."

"Oh.." was all I could say. I guess drunk works really are sober thoughts. I've liked Jackson for ages now, but I always thought he didn't reciprocate those feelings. And now I know that he doesn't.

We sit there in silence for what feels like an eternity.

"Sorry I'm just embarrassed," I say, feeling like a complete idiot.

"So it's true?" Jackson asks. I look directly into his deep brown eyes but I don't say a word.

"Is it true, that you love me?" He says. I feel like this can't get any worse so I just nod.

I can feel tears build up in my eyes and I just know I've completely ruined our friendship. He hates me, he thinks I'm a freak, he-

"Hey, look at me," he says, cutting off my thoughts. I do as he says and he reaches a hand out to my cheek.

He slowly wipes away a tear that managed to fall down my face and he leans in closer to me, keeping his eyes locked on mine until finally it happens.

He kisses me slowly and I just melt into his touch. All the anxiety I had is pushed into the back of my mind because now all I can focus on is being here with Jackson.

He pushes my hair behind my ear as he deepens the kiss further. Our lips cut off and we just look at each other in awe, his forehead pressed to mine.

"I love you too," he whispers, before placing another quick kiss on my lips.

I can hardly process what just happened when Jackson springs up off the couch and offers me a hand.

"How would you like to go out for a belated birthday breakfast?" He asks, pulling me up with him.

"I think that sounds lovely," I say smiling.

Maybe this birthday wouldn't be so bad after all.

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AN: that's the end! I know it's short but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Also if you like bts/vkook I'm starting a new vkook book called "Fireworks Smoke" so if you could check that out I would very much appreciate it!