BTS One Shots

PG | Jimin

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Hi everyone, I hope you're having a great start of the month! :) I've had this one written for a while and I'm really excited to upload it - I hope you enjoy it!

Admittedly, you like to party with your friends sometimes. But never in your life did you think you'd wake up like this.  

pairing: jimin x reader
genre: fluff, f2l
warnings: mentions of smut & excessive alcohol consumption
word count: 2.4k

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"Do you really think they're still asleep?"

What the hell are your friends doing here?

You've barely woken up from your slumber and your eyes are still shut as you come to your senses. Slowly but surely, your ears start to pick up the several not-so-hushed voices around you.

"I mean, they've probably been going at it all night," Taehyung whispers in reply to Namjoon's question, a soft laugh travelling through the room. "They'll be there until late afternoon if we don't wake them up."

Your mind is starting to clear up a little and you're becoming more and more aware of your surroundings. You're in bed with the covers pulled up to over your shoulders, the light that's drifting in through the thin curtains practically blasting through your eyelids. It should feel like a normal morning, really – but there are just a few things about it that put you off.

Firstly, you're not quite sure whose bed you're in. Admittedly, that's happened before and, considering your friends are here, it shouldn't be that concerning. But there's also the fact that you're wearing absolutely nothing. And probably most disconcertingly, you're snuggled up to what feels like another fucking person.

Whoever the body belongs to seems to be as naked as you are, their bare skin grazing yours, your collective body heat making it almost unbearably hot underneath the sheets. Your arm is resting on their stomach, their arms loosely thrown around your waist, keeping you close to them as you sleep. Or, at least, as they sleep and you... lay still. Whatever you want to call it. And whether it's the shots you had last night or the fact that you've only just woken up, your mind cannot for the life of you recall who the hell it is.

On a hunch, you shuffle closer to the body next to you in an attempt to catch their scent, hoping you'll recognise it. You focus on breathing in, trying to cut through the sharp smell of last night's alcohol mixed with sweat, while trying to ignore the 'aw's coming from your friends – again, not very hushed. It's like they think you won't wake up until they scream in your ear.

"I mean, what even happened last night?" your friend Hayun asks, sounding genuinely confused. "Everything seemed normal when I left at two."

Someone snorts. "Yes, and then three AM came around and Jungkook graciously poured some more shots for everyone."

Your memory is starting to come back, but there's a headache starting to pester you, making it difficult to focus on any single thought. There are just flashes, images, feelings shooting through your head at a breakneck speed, and you can barely keep up. Shots, beers, and more shots, laughing, and then someone's lips on yours as your hands explore each other's bodies in a rush, clumsily falling down on the exact bed you're in right now, doing things you never thought you'd be doing with your friends right on the other side of the wall, being way too loud to not be heard.

And then, with a sharp intake of your breath you can't stop, the picture finally becomes clear, the puzzle pieces suddenly falling into place. Or, rather, the whole puzzle hits you in the face at once, and you're starting to freak out a little now that you've finally realised who you're lying next to.