the next morning, jimin woke up with a throbbing headache. he didn't remember the events that occurred last night.
he slowly got up, realizing that the bed he was sitting on, was not his. he looked at his surroundings, it looked like a little office space, just with a bed.
he quickly pushed himself off of the unknown bed, panic rising in his body, his mind asking questions he thought he'd never ask himself.
where am i?
did i fuck someone?
where's taehyung?
did we fuck?
did i cheat on him?
a sudden panic once again came over jimin. gladly, he had his clothes on. so he left the dirty-white painted room to see where he was.
to his surprise there was no one in the apartment. the apartment was well cleaned and smelled like roses and sunflowers.
like the ones "suga" gave him.
as jimin was about to leave the spaced apartment, he saw a blue squared sticky note by his glossy black boots he wore last night.
" have a great day, jimin! please don't come here again. " it wrote.
a little straightforward, jimin thought. he left to go back to his apartment without thinking much of last nights events.
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