International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Raft {Jungkook}

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// Jungkook's POV //

I still remember the night I got drunk in Moscow.

It was a Tuesday, the end of June and just minutes after the sun went down. We just wrapped up a concert and it was pouring outside. By the time we were on our way back to the hotel, we were soaking wet.

We got so hammered that Hoseok tried to jump out the window, which sure as fuck didn't end well because he almost did fall off the balcony.

I woke up at sunrise and saw the state we were in and vowed to never get drunk again. It lasted two months, Jimin and I were the only ones actually to last that long.

So far, nothing has gotten me more drunk than Russian tequila.

The memory made me happy, two years later and I still miss the Love Yourself tour. 

I waved to the bartender before making my leave and walking into the early hours of the morning. I only drank a pint of beer so I decided to just walk home instead of calling Yoongi to come pick me up. 

I got home an hour later and made it back before any of my hyungs woke up. I risked a lot just to get a drink but I stood by my decision. 

The dumbest thing I did that night was thinking that I could get away with it.

Granted, I would have if Yoongi hadn't have tried to steal from Jin. I scolded myself for that thought, it wasn't Yoongi's fault, none of this was. I was the one who forced Yoongi to drive me there and I was the one who broke social distancing laws. 

I don't know who sold me out but one morning I woke up and it was everywhere. 

I got calls from my hyungs, the company, my parents, my friends, my brother. They were upset but they mainly called to make sure I was alright. I was worried that my fans were disappointed but they defended me against the people who tore me limb from limb on the internet.

My manager called me last night and told me that it was time to talk to the CEO. 

I was terrified when I got there and couldn't stop crying. I deserved to be reprimanded severely for what happened. How could I be so selfish? I put my career on line for what?

Due to the pandemic, the CEO decided to let my hyungs take care of it. 

It wasn't really a good or bad thing but I was scared shitless.

"Jungkook-ah, please stop crying."

I looked up at Namjoon through glassy eyes. All six of my older members were sitting at the dinner table with me, trying to calm me down after the long phone call we had with the CEO. 

"ARMYs are going to hate me. They are never going to forgive me," I sobbed.

"You know that's not true," Hoseok sat me on his lap and hugged me, "Our fans know you made a mistake. It's not the end of the world, you didn't commit a crime, you didn't kill anybody. It's not even that big of a deal."

"You are still young and careless, people will forget this." Jin rubbed my arms.

"You hyungs aren't mad?" I wiped my eyes.

"No, we aren't." Namjoon reassured.

I coughed through my tears, "Thank you. I won't do it again."

Namjoon winked to the others, they stood up and quietly left the room leaving me with Hoseok and the leader.

"You know what I have to do, Jungkook."

I sighed, "Hyung-"

"Don't whine. You didn't make good decisions that night. For one, you broke social distancing and didn't wear a mask. Secondly, you know not to walk home alone. I don't care how sober you are, you cannot walk around at night. You could have been jumped."

I cried but nodded, my head was hurting and I really needed their forgiveness. 

Hoseok lifted me from his lap and pulled me across, pulling my jeans down to my ankles.

Whining, I put my head in my arms and just prayed that this wouldn't last too long.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK 

"OWWW! HYUNG PLEASE!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

I squirmed around his lap and swung my arm back to stop him.

"Jeon Jungkookie." He slapped my hand away but I brought it back up.

"Hyungie, please."

"Maknae, put your arm back down, now."

SMACK SMACK SMACK 

"OW! PLEASE!" I put my arm down. 

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK 

"Please make better decisions next time."

"Yes hyung!"

"You will apologize to our fans for making them worry."

"OK! PLEASE STOP!"

He pulled me back up and brought me back onto his lap, I leaned into his embrace and cried for what seems like the seventh time today.

"Please don't do this again, maknae. We worry for your safety. I love you very much. Hyung forgives you."

Namjoon invited everyone back into the dining room, we ate dinner then watched a movie together on the couch.