Sacrifices (vkook)

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The last thing Jungkook remembers when he wakes up is being in the club with his friends and running into Haeun.

He remembers having a drink with her before getting up to dance but after that everything is blurry.

The alcohol he consumed must have really got into his system quick for it to have this affect on him.

He groans as his head starts to throb, he was definitely hungover.

Jungkook turns over in bed before opening his eyes against the light coming in through the curtains.

The only thing is, those weren't his curtains.

Jungkook opens his eyes looking around the unfamiliar room.

He goes to sit up and notices another body next to his, but it's not Taehyung, it's a woman's body.

His eyes widen as he realizes he's not wearing any clothes, and neither is she.

"No." He whispers as the woman stirs and turns to him.

Both their eyes widen and she screams making Jungkook shout and push himself from the bed.

"Jungkook!?" Haeun shouts sitting up and covering herself with the covers. "Why are you in my house!?"

"Haeun?" Jungkook asks in disbelief as he hides behind the bed. "Oh no. Oh god no, no, no."

"What happened!?" Haeun continues to shout.

"I don't know!" Jungkook shouts back scrambling to collect his clothes that were thrown carelessly around the room.

"We didn't~ did we~ what'd you do!?" The woman shouts again.

"Would you stop yelling at me like this is my fault!" Jungkook snaps pulling his briefs on before struggling to tug his pants up his leg.

"Do you remember anything?" Haeun asks.

"Where's my phone? Oh my god, Taehyung. Damnit!" Jungkook curses, standing and walking over to where his jacket lay.

"Jungkook, you have to go~"

"I'm going." Jungkook snaps grabbing his shirt from the ground.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen. It's my fault for forcing you to drink. I'm so stupid." Haeun says, tears falling down her face as she pulls her knees to her chest.

Jungkook sighs, guilt washing through him. "No, noona. It's my fault too. I'm sorry too. Don't beat yourself up."

"It's just, my boyfriend w-we just got together and I already messed everything up." Haeun says. "We can't tell anyone about this, Jungkook. I don't want it getting back to work or anyone."

"Fine, Haeun-noona. I wish I could fix it, I really do. I have to go like, right now. I'm sorry about this." He says pulling his shirt on before rushing out of the bedroom and out of the front door.

He knows he's somewhere near their Seoul residence since Haeun is an employee but the place is still unfamiliar.

Jungkook types the address of his house into his phone before heading in that direction.

He takes his time walking home, guilt eating him alive every time he thinks about what he's done.

"What have I done?" He says to himself, his throat tightening in fear.