742 - Yoongi x reader

Part 31

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Wait for me...

I'm sorry

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Waking up sprawled out across your bed, the world around you instantly began to spin.

You let out an audible groan of pain as you took your first breath of conscious air into your lungs, with what you could only describe as the hangover from hell quickly taking over all of your senses.

As you brought your hand up to rub away the soreness travelling through your temples, you were instantly triggered by the crustiness of your make up still left on from the night before.

You couldn't help but send out death threats to your stupid drunken self for having the sheer audacity of not removing your make up when you made it home last night.

But hold up..

How did I even get home?

Raising your head slightly off its pillow, you looked down at your fully clothed body, trying to the best of your ability to inspect every detail of it.

I didn't even change out of my dress from last night?

Or climb inside the covers?

I must have been really out of it...

As your strained eyes were still taking their time to catch up on everything, you were at least grateful that your drunken ass was still able to find itself home at all, given the reckless state you must have been in.

It was bad, but it was still a far better alternative to that one time when you straight up forgot your new address after moving apartments, spending the early hours of a Saturday morning stumbling through the streets of Seoul until you could finally recognize some landmark buildings to make your way home.

Or that other time when your dumb ass lost your keys in a night club, and spent the following morning crouched in front of your apartment building, until a police officer was nice enough to wake you up and help you find a locksmith.

Ughh..

Another groan, louder than the last involuntarily left you, the triggering thoughts of those nightmare experiences only worsening your already pounding headache.

Raising your head back up off its pillow again, your eyes darted towards your bare feet, feeling a slight sense of relief that you at least hadn't dragged your shoes into bed with you again.

I seriously need to make better choices...

You tried your hardest to think back to the events of last night at the karaoke bar, vividly remembering how you slayed your's and Ji-eun's duet of "Baby Don't Stop" by Taeyong and Ten as per usual.

Your mind then darted back to just how shockingly good of a singer Hana was, remembering how her perfect rendition of "Eyes, Nose, Lips," by Taeyang sent goose-bumps of jealously throughout your core.

But from everything after ordering your third round of drinks at the karaoke bar, your memory became grainy, with patchy images of Ji-eun full on emotional-crying to "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt, when it came through on her song request.

Give her too many drinks and that song is always bound to come up.

That girl is a walking disaster...

As you thought long and hard, you couldn't be certain, but you vaguely remember texting someone in the early hours of last night.

The struggle and the time-consuming process of trying to control your intoxicated fingers on your sensitive phone screen were sticking out in your memory for some strange reason.