Bo$$ - BTS FanFic *** Completed

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When Dez woke again, it was because she smelled food. The sun was shining brightly, peeking in through a gap in the curtains, and Dez stretched to realize she was in bed alone. She could hear talking and movement through her open door out in the main living area, and she suddenly started to feel really nervous about looking everyone in the eye after the night before.

She had slept with Taehyung, aggressively so. 

He said...they all said...that it wouldn't be weird the next day, but how in the hell was it NOT supposed to be weird when they all knew what went down? She had let out a side of her she didn't even know she had, and now there was seven men...friends and colleagues...that were hanging out in her kitchen while she wasn't even sure if she could walk.

Was what she supposed to say to them? It wasn't like she could try to sneak out in a walk of shame. They were in her house, cooking food that they probably planned to share with her.

Oh god! Dez gripped her aching head as she remembered that her sweet innocent Kookie had also been in her bed. She couldn't even rely on Tae to be discreet, when Kook had clearly seen and felt her naked body as he cuddled up with her in the middle of the night. There was no way she could go out there. Dez gripped the sheets to her body, determined to stay right where she was until they all got bored and left or a black hole opened in her floor to swallow her up. Whichever came first.

Her stomach growled loudly, protesting against her protest. She was so hungry she felt nauseous, and her pounding head desperately needed the medicine that was on the windowsill behind the kitchen sink. She had to cowgirl up and go out there, even if The Cowgirl was part of what got her into this mess. She could do this, it wasn't that big of a deal. Tae had said he'd be fine. They'd all spoken calmly and casually the night before, and they were still in her apartment, so they didn't feel weird about it, right?

Right?

Dez got up and went into her bathroom. She used the toilet, washed her face, and pulled her wild hair up into a messy bun on top of her head. She was trying to go for 'get up and glow' rather than 'just been fucked', but her hangover was was leaning her look heavily into 'someone hydrate this bitch'. Sighing, she figured it was the best she could get at the moment, and went into her room to grab clean panties and a bra, putting them on under a baggy t-shirt and terrycloth shorts. Slumping, she walked slowly toward the sound of laughter and the smell of food.

Coming around the corner, Dez stopped short as her eyes attempted to eject from her head.

The guys were milling about the kitchen and walking back and forth up to the roof with dishes of food. Some wore sweats, some wore shorts, but not a single one was wearing a shirt. Back muscles rippled, abs flexed, biceps and triceps bunched, and Dez felt a ping in her sore lower region at the sight of it. She was about to just give up and turn around, when a voice called her out.

"Dez!" Jin said, clicking his tongue as she winced at the volume of his voice, "Sorry, Babe, didn't mean to. Come up to the roof. We have umbrellas open against the sun, and I made hangover soup and other breakfast stuff." He gently pushed her to the door to the patio area, "Go up. I'll bring medicine and there is plenty of juice and ice water on the table already."

Dez dragged her feet, not wanting to be blinded by the sight of beautiful men, including one she'd rode like a wanton harlot just hours before. Taking a deep breath and fortifying her mind, she forced herself to smile casually as she opened the door and stepped onto the roof.

Jin wasn't lying, they had collected a motley of several large porch umbrellas, pushing them together to make an nearly-complete canopy of shade over the picnic table. They all waved or called out in greeting, scooting to make room between Hobi and Jimin, where she took her seat as Joon filled a glass of water and pushed it in front of her. She felt a pat on her head as Jin brought his arm around her to give her some pills before taking his spot directly across from her. Popping all three into her mouth, she chugged the cold water to swallow them before wiping a dribble from her chin and looking around at the seven pairs of eyes on her.