In the middle vmk

TWENTY EIGHT

With a pounding head and a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach Taehyung woke up. He immediately started groaning at the wrecking ball going around in his head, torturing his poor brain. His limbs felt sore and for a short moment he remembered his breakdance moves. In hopes to stop himself from cringing he shut down his memories, not wanting to start remembering stuff (it was a miracle he remembered anything at all) (he was pretty drunk last night).

He tried turning on his side, willing his body to go back to sleep, but finding himself unable to do so as his arm hit another person. For a moment he panicked, until he vaguely remembered he had fallen asleep in Jimin's bed after their wild afterparty. The wild afterparty he had almost forgotten about.

Wait a minute-

His eyes flew open and he shot up straight, his mind suddenly getting multiple flashbacks from the night before. With every snapshot his brain gave him, the more shock when through his body. He had kissed Jimin. Then he had kissed Jungkook. The three boys had kissed so many times and his brain was willing to make him remember every single moment.

"Oh god", he whispered, now being wacked on the head by something called reality. He couldn't believe they had done that, all three of them! What the fuck had been going on? And why had everyone acted so normal about it?

It sure as hell wouldn't be normal when everyone would wake up with sober thoughts. And there was no way he was going to stick around to see everyone remember yesterday.

He quickly jumped out of bed, his legs almost being jelly by the amount he had danced yesterday. With a confused look he stared at his bare legs, wondering where the fuck his jeans had gone to. After tiptoeing around the bedroom, he came to the conclusion that they were not in the room and quickly slipped outside. The living room was bright and his eyes immediately fell onto the black skinny jeans covering a lampshade.

A sudden memory erupted which consisted of him slowly stripping off his pants as he was dancing on the kitchen table, throwing the jeans somewhere into the room. Taehyung again cringed at his drunken self and waddled over to the jeans, desperately tugging them on.

He could hear stirring in the bedroom and panicked. His shoes were at the doormat and his socks had disappeared but he wouldn't shed a tear for losing them. He just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

"Taehyung?", he heard someone mumble, probably wondering where the guy had gone to. He then heard feet padding against the floor and he decided that his chance to run was now or never. Picking up his shoes he dashed through the living room to the front door, opening the door and running for his life. He could hear the bedroom door open but didn't care as he made his way out of the building.

Jungkook frowned, rubbing his eyes as he stared at the open front door. He had lost warmth as soon as the older had gotten up from bed, and it had stirred him awake. Taehyung had been in the middle of them and Jimin was too far to give him any body heat.

But it seemed Taehyung had left already and Jungkook pouted, wondering why. He shrugged and went in search of his phone, stepping over a few cold fries that were spread across the living room. Finding the device between the crevice in the couch, he turned it on, his eyes widening at the multiple messages he had gotten from his parents.

It was well after 2 pm and his parents had gotten worried because Jungkook had told them he would be back home for lunch. In panic he quickly typed a message back, apologizing and explaining how they had overslept.

Looking around the room for some paper, he found a bunch of sticky notes on what seemed like Hoseok's desk. He wrote a little message on the tiny paper, explaining the situation, before sticking it on the bedroom door so Jimin could see it.

Luckily for the younger he didn't have a hangover, which was probably due him throwing up throughout the night. That way the alcohol was out his system before he went to bed. He could face his parents without looking like a wreck now.

So that's how Jimin woke up in an empty and cold bed. His eyelids heavy with sleep, his head pounding in pain, and his mouth dry from lack of water. He groaned and rolled onto his side, expecting to see his friends on the bed, probably still asleep.

But he was met with an empty bed and a silent room. The older frowned at that and tried to recall the others going home at night, but could clearly remember the three of them falling asleep together.

Thinking that maybe the boys had woken up already and were making breakfast, he slid out of bed, his feet padding to the bedroom door. Flicking on the lights, his eyes immediately found the bright yellow note sticking to the inside of the door. The handwriting messy but readable.

Parents worry so had to go home. Taehyung hyung leave already but don't know why? Thank you for letting stay us sleep. Living room is very messy so if you need clean help, you know my number! 😊 Gguk.

Jimin smiled at the kind note and folded it into his pocket. He was indeed met with an incredibly messy living room and he wondered if he should dial Jungkook for help later.

What he didn't understand is why Taehyung had left all of a sudden. He hadn't said anything about having to go somewhere. Jimin shrugged at the thought and went to the kitchen, craving some food.

As he filled a glass of water and put some slices of old bread in the toaster, he tried recalling what happened at the party. He clearly remembers the tale of how Jungkook had punched a bully in the face, and how happy the two had looked at that.

As his mind wandered and his thoughts got foggier, his toaster dinged, making the pieces of bread fly into the sky. Just as the ding went off, something in his mind did the same.

Flashes of kisses, kisses he shared with both of the males that he called his friends.

"The fuck did I do", he mumbled horrified, his mind now only focused on giving him kissing scenes, instead of focusing on breakfast. He remembered how he had started the whole thing by wrestling with Taehyung. He also knew how shocked he was when the younger had actually kissed him again, a total surprise since he hadn't expected anything to lead from that kiss

And then Jungkook came and jumped in between, feeling left out like the little munchkin he was.

"Oh god", Jimin grabbed his head in his hands, his brains now finally realizing why Taehyung had probably left all of a sudden. He didn't know if Jungkook had forgotten everything about yesterday or if he hadn't remembered yet. Either way, it was terrifying to think of.

How would they go from here?

Since when do I update so much, what happened to me ???