Rain's pov
I wake up and groan aloud at the pounding headache that I have. My hand flies down to hold my stomach as it turns nauseatingly, it obvious that I had way too much to drink last night. I distinctly remember asking Taehyung to carry me home though, the memory causing my cheeks to heat up. Why do I have to be so awkward and embarrassing when I'm drunk?
I sit up before stretching, looking down at what I must have changed myself into before sleeping last night. I am in a new set of underwear, only a white tank top covering my upper body. Nothing is on my lower body besides underwear because I usually get really hot at night when I drink. I can tell that my hair is a mess, my makeup probably smeared all over my face.
Well, that was a shitty birthday. I reach across to check my phone for any messages, finding a ton from everyone except Hoseok. I guess he hadn't calmed down by the time everyone got there for the party. I feel extremely bad for Ami considering all of the hard work she did to make sure my party went as planned. I'll bring her some food and apologize later today I guess.
I suddenly freeze as arms wrap around my waist, my eyes wide from the sudden contact. I smile though, placing my hands on top of the ones around me. I guess Hoseok didn't call me because he came over last night after I went to sleep. See? I knew he couldn't stay mad at me forever.
"So now you want me, huh?" I ask teasingly as I turn around to face him. My smile falls away as quickly as it came though, my eyes wide as I look at the man who is holding onto me. I can't breathe. I feel as if I am suffocating, my heart practically stopping in my chest. My whole world comes crashing down on me as I stare at Taehyung's sleeping form, painful flashbacks from last night making everything make sense.
Flashback
Taehyung's hands are quick at undoing the buttons in the back of my dress, the red fabric sliding off with his help. A breathy moan exits my mouth as he drags his lips down my neck and onto my chest, him softly kissing along the edge of my bra. His shirt is already off and somewhere on the floor, my hand running up and down his abs.
"Fuck" I whisper softly as he sucks on my neck, my hands reaching up to pull on the short strands of his blonde hair. I moan again before forcefully pulling his face up to mine, our lips molding together perfectly. His feel hot against my own, the feeling euphoric all in itself. His familiarity flows through me as his hands explore my body, his tongue caressing mine.
"Wait" I say breathlessly as I pull away. My mind and judgment is clouded and fuzzy due to the massive amounts of alcohol flowing through my system, but I know that this shouldn't be happening.
"This is so wrong" I whisper against his lips. Even so, I am unable to pull away any more than I already have. I can feel it when he breathes out a sigh, his lips brushing mine with every word.
"But it feels so right."
Flashback end
"Taehyung! Wake the fuck up!"
He jumps as I push him off of me, his eyes wide in shock. He stares at me as I stare at him, realization crossing his face as he gulps nervously.
"Rain I......"
"Just go. Please."
My voice is barely over a whisper as I turn away from him, self loathing and disgust making my body tremble. I can't believe it. I cheated. I had sex with Taehyung. After everything that Hoseok has done for me, I went and destroyed his trust. Yeah, I was drunk, but that is no excuse. I should have stopped things before they went too far. I shouldn't have made him carry me home in the first place.
I hear it when Taehyung leaves, pulling my knees up so that they are against my chest and placing my head on top of my folded arms. Sobs wrack my body as I think about what happened. I hate myself, there is no other way to describe this feeling. I am a horrible human being, and I don't deserve to be loved, or to be cherished in any way. After the pain I went through with Yoongi, I turned around and did the same thing that he did.
Ami.....Hobi.....jeongmal mianhae
