These Are My Orders. (#WATTYS2019) [COMPLETED]

The Wind In My Hair Chapter 6

The next morning Jungkook wakes up with a massive hangover. "Damn! I forgot to take aspirin before I went to sleep!" Jungkook says to himself. Jungkook is slowly coming around and is starting to remember some of the events of last night. Was it real? He's not sure. He remembers a game of beer pong, a slut hangin' off of Tae's dick all night but couldn't seem to get it off. A vague vision of Namjoon hand fucking Jin and then there was Jimin. His dick twitches a bit to remind him Jimin was real.

Jungkook gets out of bed and walks over to his clothes to see if what he's thinking is real. Is it true that Jimin gave him his number? Jungkook digs in the pockets of his slacks and comes up empty-handed. "Huh?" He says to himself. Then he goes to his living room...buck-ass naked and starts digging in the jacket he wore when he feels a piece of paper. His eyebrows raise and he pulls out the paper with a series of numbers. He looks again and sees Jimin's name above it. It was real. Jimin did give Jungkook his number. Now to remember...why?

Jimin wakes up with a similar hangover but he knows how to fix that. A bit of salt, a touch of potassium, a squirt of water, and lemon to taste and some aspirin for the pain. He guzzles it all down. He goes into his bedroom to go lay back down. He's still trying to recover from last night when his cell phone buzzes. He looks at who's calling and can't answer the phone fast enough. He doesn't want to sound anxious though.

"H-hello?" Jimin asks trying to sound tentative.

"Jimin?" Jungkook asks trying to sound the same.

"Yeah, who's this?" Jimin is trying to act coy.

"Hyung, come on in this technology you really are honestly going to act like you don't know it's me?" Jungkook says laughing softly because it hurts.

"Jungkook?" Jimin whispers as a huge smile slides across his lips.

"Keep perpetuating the myth beautiful." Jungkook giggles.

Jimin's eyes snap open. Did he just call Jimin beautiful? "Nah, I must still be drunk." Jimin thinks.

"You don't remember me asking you out today?" Jungkook asks. Frankly, Jungkook's not sure that happened either.

"Uh, y-yeah, yeah. I remember. You're not renigging are you?" Jimin asks

"Fuck no!" Jungkook says. Mildly applying pressure to his eyes because it hurt when he said that out loud. "When will you be ready?"

Jimin thinks to himself. "This can't be fucking real. I'm dreaming all of this." but he manages to say "give me an hour."

"No problem. I need that much myself but I need your address." Jungkook says.

"Why? I can pick you up." says Jimin realizing the only mode of transportation Jungkook has is the motorcycle.

"Oh, no hyung! You're coming with me." Jungkook says almost teasingly.

"The hell I will on that two wheeled death machine!" says Jimin waking up further.

"Jimin, have you ever ridden a motorcycle?" Jungkook asks.

"No." Jimin says.

"Then you've never fucking lived. You're going on a bike ride and 'No' is not an option." Jungkook says hanging up the phone.

"Great!" Jimin says. "Hey! Wait! He doesn't have my address." He thinks to himself looking at his cell phone.

Three minutes later the phone rings. "Uh, what's your address?" Jungkook asks sheepishly. Jimin sends Jungkook a text with the address. "I'll be there in an hour."

"Ok." Jimin giggles.

An hour later Jungkook pulls up outside Jimin's apartment. He buzzes the intercom and Jimin buzzes him in the door. Jungkook goes up the 4 flights of stairs to Jimin's apartment and knocks on the door. A couple of moments later Jimin opens the door.