Why am I here again?
Jungkook pulled you closer, your lips joined his again as he pushed you into the wall of the large bathroom.
What's this... feeling?
Your hands slipped up to his neck, fingers tangled in his hair, pulling tightly everytime you felt it was too much or when you felt he was in the wrong place.
Is this even Jungkook?
You couldn't think straight at all anymore; all logic you carried was flushed down the toilet as the alcohol created a buzz through your veins and the pressure of Jungkook against you lit the fire in your gut and drove you mad.
"Ju- Jungkook-" You whined inbetween kisses, your left hand caressing his cheek and the other pulling at his hair as his roamed your waist, back and thighs.
It was too good.
Too good.
He licked along your bottom lip, pushing you harder against the wall, lightly grinding against your front as he also groaned. You lost balance, your grip of him frantically reaching behind you for support as he pushed you too hard. You were slipping; he was trying to gain more friction, his left leg moving so that yours was inbetween his, rubbing against him. He moaned in a deep, rough voice - a sexy tone you'd never imagined he'd have the ability to produce.
Obviously blinded and too deep in the sensation, he didnt think twice about moving his lips to your neck and lapping at the skin there. You clutched his shirt as the buzz enveloped you, feeling like you couldn't stand any longer.
He seemed to notice your uncomfortable position, putting his muscles to use as he reached underneath your butt and lifted you onto the sink. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his torso, and he started to roughly bite and nip at the area underneath your ear, causing you to throw your head back in satisfaction.
Y/N.
His hands began to lift your shirt, but instead of taking it off, he reached for something else.
You felt your forehead crease in a distant thought as he played about with the clip to your bra.
"Jungkook," you gasped as it came undone, and his hands roamed the bare skin there. "Don't-" you voiced, unsure of who was talking just now- your drunken self or your sober self who was biting and clawing to take over.
Y/N, why did you do that?
You felt something hard press against your thigh as he moved back to kissing your lips feverishly. You responded well, but something was wrong.
"Ju- jungkook," you spoke again, whispering in his ear, but he didn't take it as anything other than a plead to keep going.
"Baby, come to my room tonight, not his-" he muttered as his hands travelled up your sides. Baby?
He called you baby. I cant believe you fell for it, Y/N.
"His?" You asked, confused through the drunken sensation. He hummed against your neck. "Don't leave me alone tonight~"
A brief moment of recollection took over as you felt his tongue on your collarbone. "Jungkook- what are you-" you started, reality gripping you as your eyes widened at the feeling of his solid body in between your legs. When did this happen?
He didn't seem to like your sudden quietness, so he pushed you hard against the sink - his hips thrusting harshly and surprising you. "Ah, Jungkook- I-" he interrupted with a kiss, and you shoved him slightly. He still didn't notice, so you pushed him really hard, causing him to lose grip and stumble backwards. After he regained his balance, he looked at you with a puzzled glance.
If it weren't for the previous make-out session, he would've looked really cute and innocent.
"What's wrong, y/n?" He asked, his eyes now filled with worry despite the situation and the obvious bulge in his jeans that was easily noticeable.
You tried to find words, but none came.
He walked closer, placing his hand on your cheek with a deep frown (and subtly shifting your leg between his thighs to help his demanding problem).
"What- jungkook ah," you tried to ask him what was happening, how did this happen, but you knew he had no idea either. Drunk you just needed attention, and Jungkook was willing to give you such.
Guilt washed over you as you felt the loose material of your shirt, your sore neck and swollen lips. You didnt want to face anybody ever again.
Jungkook seemed to have caught on, his lip bitten as he stared at you with large eyes. Neither of you moved in those dark few moments of realisation in that bathroom, but when you did, it was Jungkook who spoke first.
"That... was, that was," he was stuttering, his face going a darker red as you could make out in the dark.
However, something happened before he got the chance to correct himself.
"Y/N? Jungkook?"
Shit.
Taehyung.
"Guysss, where are you?" His voice echoed through the hallway, and your heart rate quickened. Jungkook seemed to have the same idea: dont get caught.
You stayed as still and silent as possible as you heard footsteps approach the door.
You felt like a deer in headlights- a cheater caught in bed with another guy, despite the fact you werent. Guilt was your number one emotion as you heard the knock on the bathroom door and his deep yet soft voice call your name. "Y/N?" He sounded lost, and you gritted your teeth. Jungkook exchanged a glance with you, and you had to close your eyes tight as Jungkook answered in a broken voice.
"E-eh, yes?" Jungkook called back nervously, and Taehyung was silent for a moment. "Jungkook?" He asked, monotonous and distant. "Just coming," Jungkook called, and Taehyung hummed.
You didn't hear footsteps retreating.
"Do you know where Y/N is." He said it rather than questioned, an edge to his voice he's never used around you before. Jungkook stuttered, "No, s-sorry,"
Taehyung was deathly silent, and in those moments, you knew he knew you were in there also. You weren't sure how, but Taehyung is sharp, he can sense these things.
Then, footsteps echoed away from the door, and you took a breath you didn't know you were holding.
Jungkook ran a shaky hand through his raven hair, staring blankly at the door.
Oh no.
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