Yoojung's POV
I rang his doorbell and waited for someone to opened the door.
The wind was blowing hard making me shivered so I rubbed my hand together under the huge sweatshirt.
Why is it so cold tonight?
Finally someone opened the door and I looked up.
"Hey its late what are you doing here?" He asked in concerned.
"I miss you." I giggled at him.
The alcohol kicked in so I can say anything I want without being embarrassed right now.
"But it's late." He said.
I went in and hugged him really tight engulfing his scent that I missed so much.
"How are you?" I mumbled against his chest.
"Am fine. Did you drink?" He asked breaking the hug.
"I did. I drank 3 bottles of beer. It was really tasty." I said holding up a three with my finger and giggled.
I can't drink and I get drunk really easily. So here I am, drunk as fuck.
"Why did you drive? It's really dangerous." He said pulling my arm.
"You care about me?" I asked pouting.
"I miss you being so protective over me." I said smiling to myself.
"Yoojung." He started.
"What gotten into you? You never drink before." He asked.
"Just forget about it. I missed you and I wanted to see your face that's why I drove here. Don't Worry about it, I'm going." I said turning my heels to leave.
"You're not going. You're drunk, you'll die or get pull over by the cops." He said pulling me back.
"Die?" I laughed.
"Will you care anyway?" I asked.
"I will. Because I love you." He said.
"Love me? You fucking cheated on me jungkook." Tears that threatened to fall finally fell.
"I'm Sorry but you know I love you." He said holding my hands.
"Forget it." I said wiping my tears and leave.
"I said you're not going anywhere. You're drunk." He said pulling me inside the house and locked the door.
"I wanna go." I whined.
"Stop being a baby." He dragged me upstair.
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I woke up with a massive headache to an oddly familiar room and an arm holding me.
I looked to my left and saw a shirtless jungkook sleeping.
"Fuck. It was not a dream." I muttered under my breathe.
I looked down to see his large white tshirt with a sleeve hanging loosely from my shoulders.
I fuck up big time.
'He has a girlfriend. There's no more chance for you guys. Hurry up and leave.' My conscience scolded me.
I attempted to moved from his strong grip but failed.
"You're leaving?" He asked in his deep voice and I just nodded.
"You don't have class today stay a little." He said pulling me closer and nuzzled in my neck.
"I have to go." I said but he didn't move.
"Jungkook." I nudged him.
"I missed you." He said kissing my neck.
"I missed you too but it's a bitchy move to stay in bed with you when you have a girlfriend." I said trying to get out.
"It's okay." He said.
"What do you mean it's okay? It's not jungkook. " I said and he got up and looked at me.
"We have to talk." He said.
"There's nothing to talk about. You have a girlfriend. I'm sorry it's my fault I came last night. I was a little drunk and I d-" He cut me off and kissed me.
"Go shower I still got some of your clothes in my closet." He told me and got up putting on a basketball short that were once on the floor.
"Faster." He said and I got up and ran to the bathroom locking the door.
I'm not ready for this 'talk' thingy.
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