i woke up in a bed that definitely wasn't mine. the clothes on my body weren't either, in which i wore a grey tee and black sweatpants. the scent that derived from it was no other than jimin's.
his bed, his clothes, his room.
wait, why was i here?
immediately, i hurried myself over to his bedroom door and sneaked out, trying not to make a sound.
it was early. my best guess was that jimin was in the kitchen.
i was right, for there he was standing in front of the sink. barefaced and wearing a black hoodie.
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i smiled, "good morning."
he jumped, accidentally dropping the plate he had been washing on the floor. jimin turned around and faced me, his mouth agape.
"oh my god, baby, you're a mess." i told him.
he pouted, "don't startle me like that."
i could tell he'd just woke up too. his voice was raspy and his words sounded dragged.
i giggled a sorry, and took several steps towards him with my arms out. jimin gladly went along with it, burying me in his embrace.
"hey, jimin?" i said, my words a bit muffled because my face was buried in his sweater.
he mumbled a yes while his hand stroked my back.
"how did i get here?" i said, innocence lingering in the tone of my voice.
he chuckled, "you don't know?"
i shook my head. "all i remember is that i was drinking at my friend's par-" i paused, realization hitting me in the head, "shit, did i drink too much?"
i moved back, with my eyes wide open while i tried to remember what happened last night.
"nothing bad happened. your friend called, told me to pick you up. then, i brought you here." jimin comforted.
i sighed in relief before slightly panicking again. "but why am i wearing your clothes?"
"i changed them. you smelled like alcohol. no way, i was going to let you sleep in my bed."
"you saw me naked!" i said, shocked.
"yah! i'm dating you. but don't worry, i didn't do anything to you! stop acting so surprised."
i hid my face in shame, realizing that i had overreacted. jimin grinned, bringing both of his hands up to my cheeks and pinching them. "you're so cute."
he cupped my cheeks, bringing his face closer. he scrunched and rubbed his nose against mine. i smiled, and jimin did too.
"hyung! not in the kitchen!"
the sound of jungkook's whining caused us to break apart, a bit alarmed. he teasingly covered his eyes, yelling at us to get a room.
i laughed and grabbed jimin's hand, pulling him back to his bedroom. he knew what i was doing, and so he didn't bother to disagree.
abruptly, jimin stopped us. "wait", he whispered. i gave him a questioning look while he looked back to the kitchen.
"jungkook-ah!" he exclaimed.
jungkook responded back, asking what.
"can you clean up the shattered plate on the floor?"
before jungkook could even argue back, jimin thanked him and ran to the bedroom, pulling me along with him...
(the rest is up to you. let your imaginations run wild) :p
