The Boy - Yoonkook (Book One)

Chapter Thirteen: My Number? - Part Two

Jungkook's POV

The insane amounts of alcohol I had consumed the night before bubbled in my stomach as I leaned over holding my aching head. My eyes took the minute they needed to adjust before I look look around the strange room I was in, it was bare and there was nothing but the bed I was currently lying in and my dirty clothes sprawled across the floor. I traced my memory back to the party the story coming up choppy and blurred the most previous one being carried to bed by...

And that's where I came up blank, I remember someone comforting me and feeding me then proceeding to carry me to bed. I immediately ruled out girls because 1) ew, not even wasted Jungkook would go there and 2) I don't think it would be possible for a girl to carry him all the way up a flight of stairs. Even after that there still a wide variety of people it could be, maybe Cam's brother? No way I know what his room looks like. Suddenly the door opened and a head pooped in shocking me at the person who had cared for the last night.

Min. Yoongi.

I kept my composure not wanting to scare him off.

"Jungkook" I looked up at him "We have to get ready, my guardian won't let you stay here while he's at work"

"Yeah okay" I said my voice coming up a bit raspy. He was about to walk away when I remembered something "Yoongi, I don't have any clothes"

"Hold on" He said quickly before rushing out of the room and coming back just a few moments later with a pair of boots in one hand and some jeans and a sweater in the other.

"Here" He walked up and laid the clothes by my feet "Also you threw up on your shoes last night well you were trying to take them off so here" He placed them on the hardwood next to the bed. I felt heat rushed to my cheeks with embarrassment as I cringed at the same time letting the terrible event play through my mind.

"Thanks for taking care of me" I said genuinely.

"No problem, feel free to use the shower if you need it, the bathroom is right there" He pointed out to a door in the hallway before disappearing. I dizzily climbed out of bed and stumbled over to the clothes he had given me, I picked up the sweater brining it to my nose and inhaling slightly.

"I'm going to smell like him" I thought to myself getting all giddy inside. I smiled to myself before slipping the sweater over my head, for being small on Yoongi it was actually kind of baggy on me but I didn't mind because the jeans fit well. I slid the shoes on before walking over to the room Yoongi had pointed at earlier, wrapping my hand around the handle I twisted and pushed it open revealing a nice clean bathroom, something I had barely experienced because I had never been taught to clean one before and you sure as hell know my father isn't going to do it. I entered it turning on the tap and doing as much as I could to clean myself up with that.

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(Time skip to the walk to school)

Jungkook's POV

"Hey Emma can you go ahead just a bit, I need to talk to my friend" Yoongi asked a girl I assumed to be his sister ushering her forward.

"What's in it for me?" She asked giving me a curious look.

"I walk you home for the rest of the school week" He said smiling a she got all excited.

"See you at school Yoongz" She said happily before skipping ahead.

"Yoongz?" I giggled slightly.

"Shut up, Kookie" He teased. I laughed before giving his shoulder a quick shove with my own.

"What happened last night?" I asked turning my head in his direction.

"What part?" My stomach dropped, exactly how much did I do?

"All of it" I replied.

"Well..."

He went on to explain the rest of the story. Every word making me want to crawl deeper and deeper into a cave to die slowly alone.

"I'm sorry about breaking down like that in the car, it normally only happens when I'm alone so I can deal with it by myself" I said staring at the sidewalk embarrassed watching my feet take step after step.

"Does that kind of thing really happen that often?" He asked, I hesitated answering that topic being a sensitive one I didn't share with many but since everything else in my life has gone to shit I decided why the fuck not?

"I guess so" I said shrugging. Yoongi put his hand out confusing me.

"Give me your phone" He said.

"Um alright" I replied furrowing my eyebrows slightly at the strange request. I reached in my sweater pocket and pulled out my phone passing to over to him after putting in my passcode. He clicked contacts and began typing in his information. My mouth dropped as I realized what he just did, he tricked me into giving me his number. He sent himself a quick 'hey' to get my number as well.

"Call me next time you start feeling that way, we can hang out" He said giving me his signature gummy smile as he passed my phone back. I took it blushing as I shoved it back in my pocket.

"Thanks" I said quietly, I can't believe he still wanted my number after that TERRIBLE first impression. My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my pocket.

Yoongi🖤: hey

I giggled before looking up seeing we had already arrived at school. I internally groaned not wanting to go to gym first period where I would most likely get multiple bruises and by called a fag by the homophobic gym teacher who got divorced last year and takes it out on his students. On his first day back last year he pushed me into the lockers giving me a black eye and me being a scared little freshman I didn't report shit, could've gotten that asshole fired by now.

"See you around" Yoongi said sweetly breaking me from my daze.

"See you" I replied giving him a small wave before watching him walk away.

(Skip to first period)

I walked in the locker room going over to my locker and opening it hauling out my bag. This was my eighth gym class this year and I had finally hiked up the courage to get changed in the open area, I know, stupid right. I pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of adidas sweatpants. I looked around before pulling off my shirt and throwing it in my bag.

"Look at you Kook, finally got rid of the freshman body I see" One of the junior boys teased.

"Yeah I guess you were to busy sucking your moms dick all this time you forgot to notice" I said slipping on my sweatpants still shirtless.

"Ooooh shit dude you just got called out by a sophomore" Some guy said causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'm a barely year younger then you, if you stopped thinking with your dick maybe you'd realize that that's not a lot" I spat as I threw my shirt on. I put on some deodorant and walked out of the change room into the gym.

"Ready for some dodge ball?"

"Fuck"