My college professor

Chapter 7

~Y/N POV~

*RING* *RING* *RING* *RING*

I groan to the sound of my phone ringing constantly. I don't even know where it is.

There was another groan that matched mine, tired yet irritated just as I was to the sound of my phone. I know it's mine because Jungkook turned his off last night and I can't even remember where I put mine. But then I suddenly remembered what happened last night, in this motel room in this bed with Jungkook.

My eyes whipped open upon the memory and I see the very same man with his eyes closed laying in front of me still with his arms wrapped around my bare waist. His brows were furrowed with annoyance as he slept with the constant ringing in the background but I needed him to wake up, I couldn't move.

I tapped his shoulder in attempts to wake him up but again he groans and moves his face away pressing it into the pillow as if that would get me to stop.

"Jungkook? Pst, wake up. Jungkook?"

I continued to tap his shoulder until he slowly opens his eyes. Does he remember what we did last night?

"Y/n? What is it?" Jungkook

He asks yawning and removing one hand from my waist to rub his eyes and then without thinking dropping his hand back down to the same place with a light slap.

"I need to get up."

I whispered to him.

"Get up then." Jungkook

He groans closing his eyes again but I shook my head at his inability to notice the position we're in.

"I can't. You have to remove your hands from my waist."

His eyes shot back open and immediately withdrew his hands from me. I awkwardly smiled at him and rolled over so my back was facing him and crouched down in the floor to find the first piece of clothing I could find to cover myself while listening to that constant ring tone of mine.

The first thing I found was Jungkooks T-shirt so I just picked that up and pulled it over my head. Thankfully it covers just enough of my body to feel comfortable enough to search the room for my phone.

Jungkook sat up with a stretch of his arms and another yawn while he watches me with his T-shirt on.

"Hey isn't that mine?" Jungkook

He points out and I shyly nod walking over to the single chair in the room picking up Jungkooks jacket since I could hear it around here somewhere.

"Erm Y/n I think your phone is here?" Jungkook

He points to phone on the floor next to the bed on his side. How did it get in the floor?

I scoffed at myself for being careless and jump over to my phone and sat on the floor answering the call with out looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Y/N!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED IVE BEEN??!! YOU DIDNT COME HOME LAST NIGHT!! WHERE WERE YOU?? NO WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW?!" Jimin

I had to move my phone away from my ear at how loud Jimin was screaming on the phone. I looked up at Jungkook sitting on the bed still picking up his own phone that was on the bedside table and turning it on.

"Im fine Jimin. I'm at a motel it's okay."

I tired to calm my brother down on the phone but it only seems to have fuelled his anger at how calm I was speaking with him right now.