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I woke up the next day with my head throbbing. It felt like the world collapsed on my system. I felt like throwing up and so I opened my eyes. Sun rays beaming from the unclosed curtains and I groaned as soon at it hits my face. I felt a heavy thing around my waist and I gasped as soon as I realized that it was an arm! Out of my reflexes, I tried to get away from it causing myself to fall out from....the couch?
What happened last night? Why am I at the living room?
I heard a loud groan as well and I lift up my face only to see a half awaken Seokjin as he rubs his left eye.
What the heck? Deja vu. This happened before.
"Good morning." He greeted with a sheepish smile etched in his face. His hair stuck to different places but he still look decent nonetheless and I? Never mind. I look bad anyway so why fool myself in the first place?
I quickly look over my clothes and released a sigh of relief. Thank God I'm wearing my clothes yesterday. I start combing my ebony hair with my fingers to remove the tangles and it actually became my hobby ever since.
"What are you doing here?" I asked with a bewildered expression. "What happened last night? Where are the others?"
He just smiled and my vision turned to his body. "And why are you half naked? Again?"
It's honestly a sight to see. He has nice toned muscles and damn he's got abs!
I quickly turned away. He just chuckles. "You have an obsession with my abs."
I glared at him as I stood up. "What are you talking about?"
"What? You seriously do. You love them more than I love them." Then he chuckled so loudly it annoys my eardrums.
I went to my room to take a shower since I smelled bad. And then it hits me, I remembered having a drink with Yoongi, Jimin, Taehyung, Hoseok, and Seokjin last night. Shit. I am a bad drinker. As I came near my room's door, I turned to open the doorknob but to my dismay, it's locked. How is this locked?
I turned to look at him and he still is laying comfortably on the sofa. I furrowed my eyebrows and went to the kitchen. I scanned the area and it's surprisingly clean just like the living room except for the guy who's not wearing anything on top and who's shamelessly exposing his body. Weird.
I groaned again when I remembered that my spare key is inside my bag which is unfortunately inside my room together with my clothes. I mentally slapped myself.
Disappointed of myself, I lazily went to see Seokjin stretching his arms upward with his back turned to me.
"Hey, do you have any idea why my room is locked?" I asked him whilst mentally slapping myself in an indefinite manner.
He turned to face me and I immediately covered my eyes and he just laughed. I guess my fingers doesn't cover my whole face and I feel a lot more embarrassed.
"Do you wanna know?" He said sexily.
Here he goes again.
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Seokjin's Point of View
I'm still bummed about how Alex left the penthouse that day without me explaining how she changed her clothes.
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Fanfiction"Where the fuck am I?" I blurted out as I regained my consciousness. My voice was hoarse from the strangulation. My body aches. I was tasting the metallic flavor of my own blood. Curse this. I was drugged and dragged here to this place. I began to f...
