Sugar Daddy || Taehyung (BTS)

Chapter 22

I open my eyes and take in the unfamiliar room. A body lays next to me, sleeping soundly. I try to get up, but an arm pulls me back down.

"Lay with me, jagiya," Taehyung dazedly. "It's too early to get up."

"Fine," I say and cuddle up with him.

What happened last night? I remember getting to the bar, but after that was a complete blur.

Wait, what if I said something I shouldn't have said last night? On the plane, I apparently told Namjoon about Jimin... What if I said something like that last night?!

No, if I said something about Jimin, he would've been mad at me right now. Or maybe he doesn't remember anything either?

I touch my cheek and eyelid to see if there was any makeup on my face. I examine my fingers, which were clean.

"Did I shower last night?" I ask Taehyung.

He nods, "I had to look everywhere for your makeup remover."

I look on the floor where my suitcase was. It was open and my makeup was all over the floor.

"You didn't have to make a big mess," I say.

"Baby, we were both drunk," he says and nestles his head on my chest. "I'll clean it up later and make up for it with some ice cream."

"Okay," I say.

We lay there for another five minutes and I start to doze off. My body jerks when pounding on the front door sounds.

Taehyung groans, "What do they want?!"

I sigh and stand up, but Taehyung pulls me back again.

"I got it," he says and heads into the living room area.

I check the time on my phone; it's 2:06 PM.

Wow, we slept a lot.

"Why do I care?" I hear Taehyung say a little loudly.

I get up to see who he was talking to. I stick my head through the bedroom door and see Namjoon and Yoongi standing at the front door. Namjoon looks at me.

"She'll probably care," he says and points to me.

"Care about what?" I ask.

"Jimin's gone," Yoongi says. "He didn't come home last night and his suitcase is completely untouched."

Jimin... Jimin... Oh! He went to meet up with someone last night! Is he in trouble?!

"Do any of y'all know who he was meeting up with?" I ask, walking into the living room.

Namjoon and Yoongi shake their heads.

"I mean, it has to be a girl, right?" Namjoon says, to which Yoongi nods.

Taehyung sighs and goes into the kitchen area to get himself a drink.

"So, have you tried calling him?" He says.

Namjoon rolls his eyes, "Yes, dumbass. He's not answering."

Taehyung takes a sip of water, "Well, go look for him then."

Namjoon groans, "Can you share a little compassion for your brother?"

Taehyung laughs and scoffs.

"He was never my brother, hyung," he says. "I honestly couldn't care less that he's gone."

I sigh and sit down on the couch.

"I'll show twice as much compassion to make up for Taehyung," I say and shoot a glare at him, to which he returns one.

"Good, everyone knows how close you and Jimin are," Namjoon says and smirks. "Maybe he'll answer your calls."