MR. JEON / t.kook

FOURTY SIX

Taehyung rolled across Jungkook's bed comfortably, snuggling with a pillow. He groans when he opens his eyes and realizes that he was not in his bed nor was he in Bogum's. He jolts up and gasped, immediately lifting up the blankets.

He was fully clothed. He sighed in relief and groaned at his headache. He could only regain little snippets of what happened last night. From Bogum's constant invitations of attending a club and a stranger who became his companion for some time.

He attempts to stand up yet the pounding of his head dragged him down. "What the fuck," Taehyung whined as tears began to form in his eyes. He scans around the room and navigates where his phone is which was on the nightstand.

96 missed calls from PB

400 messages from PB

Taehyung instantly dials his number, biting his nails as he waits for his friend to answer. "So did you get fucked?" His friend yells. Taehyung hissed. "I don't know where the fuck I am. I can't get up because my head is pounding, I don't remember what happened last night, and I can't move."

"Did you happen to," Bogum spoke slowly. Taehyung 's eyes widened and whimpered. "Bogum, save me, please, help me!" He shouts.

"I'm so sorry, I just, I saw this handsome man carry you out of the bar yesterday and I thought you were trying to act cute!"

"Did you actually think that my weak, fragile ass would act cute at a club? Especially with a bunch of perverts! Help me! Please, I feel," Taehyung slowly spoke.

Nausea clawed at his throat, he tried to force down the bile but it was too late. Vomit came up looking like chunks of food that rested on the blankets. Bogum cringed at the sound and complained.

"Did you really have to be loud!" He says in disgust over the phone. Suddenly the door swings by open and Taehyung drops his phone. Jungkook who was half naked, only a towel covering down his lower body opened his mouth wide open.

"Holy shit Taehyung, are you okay!" He gasped and made his way to Taehyung.

Taehyung looked down in his hands that held chunks of his vomit and began to cry. Jungkook calmed him down and rubbed his back. Taehyung flinched and growled as he lifts his head.

"You bitch! You fucking roofied me!" Taehyung fumed, lifting up his hands and slapping Jungkook across the face.

"That is a false accusation, I saved you last night you idiot!"

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook in disbelief, examining his face. Yearning to kiss those irresistible lips. "Help!" Taehyung yelled as he jolts up and runs away from Jungkook.