Daddies 'R' Us

The deal.

Jungkook awoke from a peaceful slumber, surrounded by a comforting warmth as he wrestled with the duvet surrounding his naked body. His eyelashes fluttered heavily against his cheeks, the comfort of the plush bed beckoning him to relax for just five more minutes. But the itch in the back of his throat was too uncomfortable to ignore. Fuck I need a coffee. He propped himself up on his elbow, blinking his eyes several times in an attempt to erase the last dregs of sleep from them. Through blurred vision Jungkook warily scanned his surroundings, becoming slightly distressed as he failed to recognize anything around him. I could of sworn my bed sheets aren't normally red, the fuck?

He goes to sit up in his place when a he feels a throb in his lower back and that's when he recalls the events of the previous night, the flashbacks hitting him like a freight train. Fuck fuck fuck what have I done, hoooooly shit. All thoughts of sleep or coffee are quickly abandoned. Jungkook paled as he tightly wrapped his naked body in the loose bedding. Hiding himself as he reached for the mask on his face. He was relieved to find it still in it's rightful place, thankful for the item as it shielded his identity when he needed it the most.

The masked male quickly glances around the room looking for other signs of intelligent life anywhere before realizing that he was in fact alone, much to his relief. Taehyung must have already left.

Fuck when did I fall asleep? Did Taehyung sleep here? Wait how the fuck do I leave? Is the club closed? Surely not.. Millions of questions flooded his mind as he tried to sort through the whirlwind of emotions he was feeling. 

Shock, at his shamelessness and willingness to engage in such lewd acts with Taehyung. The same Taehyung whom was not only his kinky online friend, but also his fricking lecturer. Smooth Jeon, fucking smooth. Fear at potentially being found out. He was playing a dangerous, yet exciting game, he couldn't decide whether he should laugh or cry at the reality of the situation. Apprehension. What happens next? Can he pretend like this didn't happen when he next faces Taehyung as his student? Will anything like this happen again? Then... there's the excitement. The undeniable thrill that came with engaging in something that he definitely shouldn't be. 

A blaring tune fills his ears and momentarily distracts him as he searches for the offending device. Leaving the comfort of the bed he rummages through his discarded clothing, soon finding his phone and groaning at the displayed name. The dark haired male decided to answer quickly before his Hyung had a hissy fit over his dawdling. His Hyung was never one to be patient after all. 

"Ya!!!!! Jungkook-ah you plebeian, where the fuck are you? We've been worried sick about you all night!!!" A loud voice hollers through the phone speakers, making the drowsy male nearly jump out of his skin.

"What the fuck Jin?" Jungkook croaks out. Voice still raspy from the nights events. That and he was literally desperate for a drink, do sex clubs not provide water in their rooms or what? (He was too lazy to look).

"Don't you 'what the fuck Jin' me. What the fuck to you. You decided to go to a fucking sex club only to get lost and worry absolutely everyone. Jimin's so freaked out you'd think he's about to go into labor. I literally had to drive to Gangnam from Seoul at silly 'o'clock to come calm his ass down." The older male rants through the phone, clearly needing to get all that off his chest before he burst a brain cell if the rushed pace of his wording was anything to go by.

"I'm not lost, I'm still at the club you douche-canoe. I'll explain later. Where are you now Hyung? Oh.. and where are Jimin and Yunho?"  

"We are all together and we aren't too far away either. We thought it would be a good idea to check into a local hotel just in case you happened to reappear out of nowhere, which you did, thank fuck for that. We're staying at The Moon Inn, it's just down the street. Come meet us. Wait don't. There's this cute as fuck cafe over the road, we were planning on eating there before inevitably reporting you missing. Meet us there in ten and then you can explain to us IN DETAIL what the fucking fuck happened last night."