Crazy In Love

Chapter 7: Mint and Vanilla?

Jimins POV

Do you ever have that feeling where you're asleep but you're aware of what's going on around you? Well that's me right now.

I felt a pair of arms lift me up from the comfortable position I was in. This person smelled so good and very familiar. Like mint and vanilla?

Yummy

I snuggled into this persons chest not wanting to wake up from the slumber I was in.

"Jimin wake up." I heard this person call me. "Jimin? Jimin wake up." He said as he shook my arm a little bit.

"5 more minutes daddy." I said.

I heard the guy chuckle and tap my forehead ever so lightly.

"I'm not you're daddy wake up." He said again.

I woke up letting my eyes adjust to the light.

"Good morning." He said as he came into my view.

"Jungkook?" I said as I got up and immediately felt my head throbbing. "Where am I? Why are you here?" I asked as the memories from last night came back to me.

"First you're in my house and second um.. this is my house?" He said as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked him.

"Well I wasn't gonna leave you on the couch." He said.

"Wait what couch are you talking about?" I asked.

"Do you not remember what happened last night?" He asked me.

I shook my head not remembering what happened. "I didn't make a fool of myself did I? Please tell me I didn't." I said hoping to god the incident that happened back in Los Angeles didn't repeat it's self.

"What's the last thing you remember?" He asked.

"I just remember going to a club, getting drunk and dancing with Tae." I said.

And our little time in the room, but I wasn't gonna tell him that.

I saw a flash of sadness and disappointment in his eyes, but they returned to cheerful when he looked back at me.

I looked down at myself.

I was probably covered in vomit.

But I saw nothing. Just my skin.

Wait what?!

"Where's my shirt?!" I said as I covered myself with the blanket.

"It was covered in vomit so I took it off." He said.

I guess that makes sense.

I nodded and looked out the window. I saw my bike.

I'm Christian right now so I have to stay in character.

"Here take these. It'll help with the headache." He said as he handed me two blue pills.

"You aren't drugging me are you?" I joked.

"Maybe." He said as he also gave me a cup of orange juice from the table next to the bed.

I laughed and took the pills and took a drink from the juice.

Delicious.

I put the cup down and looked around.

His room was a grayish blueish color. A flat screen tv, a play station 4 attached to it, trophies, medals, posters and pictures all over his walls, a desk with a laptop and a PC with books and journals all over it. A nice soft beige carpet, a queen sized bed with navy blue covers and to make it all more cool, a surround sound also attached to the TV.