Red String | VMIN

13

It's Saturday.
3 days until Christmas.

Tae slowly wakes up.
His arm hurts.
It feels heavy.
He notices a figure on the bed.
He panics.

'Oh my god. Did I fall asleep at Jimin's house?!" Tae panicked for a minute. Then he realized the person in the bed, was Jungkook. His back was facing Tae.
"Oh god." Tae mumbled.
He was relieved that he was home.
But soon, he was filled with panic yet again.

'Wait, when did I get home? And when did I change into my pjs? And when has Jungkook ever slept in my bed?'
Tae was so confused with what was going on. He leaned over to see Jungkook's face.

"PST, loser." Tae said.
"What?" Jungkook mumbled.
"What happened last night?"
Jungkook turned over.
"You really wanna know?"
Tae was suddenly scared.
"Did I get drunk?"
Tae asked unsure why he can't remember.
"No, wait. If I was drunk last night, to the point where I can't remember, means I should be hungover. I should be throwing up and having a big headache. But I feel great. So then what happ-."

Jungkook put his hand on Tae's mouth.
"Don't say anything. Let me speak. And when I say it's fine you can talk. Blink twice if you understand."
Tae licked his hand.

"Ugh! Gross!" Jungkook wiped Tae's saliva onto the bed sheets.

"You don't intimidate me Jungkook, you're a fetus with a temper."
Tae looks at Jungkook and laughs.
"Look. Last night. You went over to Jimin's house. And you got really tired. You know your 'overly tired' mode. Where you're like a drunk, but you don't smell, only you act worse?"
Tae nodded.
"And why would you be overly tired?" Jungkook saying in a sarcastic tone, already knowing the answer.

Tae recalls all the nights he's been working and helping others, while also going to help his friends at Gucci. And on top of that trying to fit in art projects and classes. Along with cooking. Tae shyly put his head down.
"Not so smart for a hyung."
"Why you little-."
Tae wasn't going to argue.
Jungkook had a point.
"Continue."
"Well."
Jungkook paused.

In his head, he really wanted to mess with his hyung, so he came up with a plan.
Actually, it was more of a lie.
"Well?" Tae said, waiting to know what happened. Jungkook cleared his throat.

"Well. When you were at Jimin's house, you kind of went, a little crazy."
"What do you mean." Tae sat up straight.
"Well uh. Jimin called saying I needed to come pick you up, because he didn't know how to- control you."
"Control me?" Tea leaned in, wanting to hear every word.

"Yea. He said you were saying some pretty naughty things. You even-."
There was a long pause.
Tae panicked.
"I what?! What did I do?! Oh god was it bad?! Did I hit him?! Oh no he's gonna hate me?! What did I do?!"

Jungkook smiled.
This was his chance.

"You even kissed him."

Tae turned all red.

"I KISSED PARK JIMIN?"
"Why do you sound so surprised?"
Tae covered his face.
'Oh my god. I kissed Park Jimin. I kissed him. What the fuck? I've kissed many people before. A lot of people. Why am I freaking out over a guy? Ugh I just wanted to be friends with him. He seemed so nice. What was I thinking? I kissed him, and I can't even remember. Did he at least taste good? His lips look plump. I wonder if he tasted like strawberry's.'

There was a pause. Jungkook was silently laughing his ass off.

'Ugh think Tae, think.'
There was another pause.
' I need to apologize. I need to ask him to forgive me. That wasn't me. That's not me. He needs to know.'
Tae got up and ran to the door.
He tried putting on his shoes, and then he realized he was in pjs.
'Shit. I can't go looking like this.'
Tae runs back into the room.
When he walks in he notices that Jungkook is only he floor, laughing his ass off.