Ms Right

열일곱

17

Flashback

I carried her from the club to my car, one arm behind her neck and the other behind her knees to support her weight. After she stumbled to get out of the booth, she was knocked out and I had no idea how I was going to bring her home. I took the buckle on her side and reached across her to click it in. I closed the door gently before getting over to the other side to drive. I know... no drinking and driving. I couldn't risk a scandal either. I sat for a while, drinking as much water as possible, to flush out the redness in my face and some alcohol out of my system. I looked over to the side, and Haneul was now sleeping, her soft breathing present. Without knowing, a smiled had made its way onto my face, and I watched her peaceful state slowly stir when she turned to get into a more comfortable position. I reached over, brushing a piece of stray hair behind her ear, stroking her hair lightly. I wish I could tell you. I looked forward, hands on the joystick and reversed out, driving back home. To my house. The streets were so dimly lit and but the skyscrapers that surrounded us were blinding, all filled with New Years wishes. I turned the radio up softly, as to not disturb Haneul from her beauty sleep. I was at least 5 mins away from my house and I stepped a little harder on the gas in case some fans might notice my car and follow me home.

...

With her in my arms, I struggled to open my door with the passcode. After finally managing to get inside, I quietly removed my shoes and took off her shoes to avoid waking up the hyungs. I walked up the stairs as silently as possible, unlocking my room door. I accidentally dropped her butt-first onto the floor and winced. Hope she doesn't wake up. Will she be okay if I changed her out of her dress? I swear I'm not going to look...

I picked her off the floor and set her on the bed lightly, sitting next to her and using my free hand to support her in case she ended up lying flat on the bed. I slowly inched my fingers towards the zipper at the back of her dress, shakily pulling it down. Don't look. After I felt the end of the zipper, I laid her back down before running to get the biggest shirt I had. I slot it over her head and arms, successfully covering her upper body. I realized then that, she didn't wear pants and if I were to take off the rest of her dress...then I got an idea. Not a very good one but it was feasible. I took a deep breath, going towards my closet...to look for some old clothes that Ji Eun had left at my place. I found a button on furry skirt and felt that it was the most comfortable bottom that didn't require me to brush past her butt at least. Her scent still lingers. I went over to Haneul, wrapping the skirt around her still covered legs, buttoning it, before pulling the dress down. I didn't see anything. That's great. I placed her dress neatly on the bedside table and figured she should sleep on the bed while I slept on the floor. I carried her further up the bed, laying her down carefully and covering her with a duvet. I adjusted a pillow nicely below her head and took one for myself. I took the pillow, an extra blanket, and positioned myself on the floor. Exhausted, I fell asleep without bothering to change, only hoping she didn't kill me the next morning.

Haneul's POV

There was a familiar lingering smell of liquor that filled my nose, along with a masculine scent of cologne. I felt around with my eyes still closed...wait

This isn't my bed.

These aren't my clothes.

Masculine Scent...

"What is going on?" I shot up so quick that my head nearly hit the headboard hard. I'm not in my room, not in my clothes, who did I go home with? AND DID HE TAKE OFF MY CLOTHES- What did  I do! Just at this very unfortunate discovery of my state, a splitting headache starts to overcome me and I collapse in pain back onto the bed.

Hangover.

Just then, the door swung open to reveal a shirtless Jungkook holding a tray with what seems to a bowl of soup, heading over to the bed. 

In utter shock and panic, I cover my eyes and let out a scream. judging from what I just heard, Jungkook almost dropped the tray and the cover of the bowl rattled.

"Relax, it's just me," He started.

"Shirtless." I could sense his smirk from here. 

"Put on a shirt, goddammit," I yelled, still covering my eyes.

I hear him chuckle softly, before ruffling around in his closet to find a shirt. 

"Done." He nonchalantly replied and I removed my fingers from my eyes.  

I feel the bed dip when he walks over and sits down by my side. 

"I made you some hangover soup. You were knocked out yesterday so I had to bring you to my house." He explained to me, sighing as my cheeks turned pink. 

Did I snore? WAIT. DID HE SLEEP ON THE BED WITH ME-

" Yah! Did you take off my clothes and look at me? Don't tell me you slept with me on the same bed if not I swear you will-" 

"Chill, I found a way to get you into your current clothes without seeing anything except the back of your bra...and I slept on the floor." I breathed a sigh of relief, still a bit embarrassed that he had brought me back all the way here and even undressed me to help me sleep more comfortably.

"Ahh." 

Puzzled, I looked over to Jungkook, mouth half-open with a spoonful of soup in his hand, gesturing me to eat. 

"I can feed myself, you know." I chided, trying to reach out and grab the spoon from him. Instead, he took this opportunity to shove the spoon into my mouth, shutting me up instantly. I swallowed, scowling as he removed the spoon from my mouth. He only flashed his bunny smile once again, saying

"I don't think someone can give me that nasty of a look after I have helped them get to someplace safe and comfortable to sleep, even making hangover soup for them." My frown turned into a pout, and I whispered a little thank you.

"What's that, Noona? " 

"Thank you," I said a little louder, staring down at my legs. 

"Hmm?" He responded, teasing me a little more and smirking.

"I SAID THANK YOU!" I yelled, not so politely after getting frustrated at his antics.

"GEEZ- you didn't have to yell!" He responded, obviously startled by my loud voice. He returned back to smiling, chuckling a little as I felt his pair of eyes staring at me. 

"What?" I asked, lips etched in a frown.

"You're so cute when you're mad." 

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A/N: Long week ahead....sigh. I'm having Chinese o level oral this week and I'm about to die so bad. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this relatively short chapter. I'm glad that I'm subconsciously writing 1000+ words in each chapter now and I hope you guys like it! I'm trying to update more often for you guys so stay tuned for the next and upcoming chapters. We are almost at 10k reads!! Thanks for all the support ~ Word Count: 1277