anorexia ; kth ♡ jjk

chapter 12

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jungkook's pov :

i slowly opened my eyes, and was welcomed by light that momentarily blinded them as they were not yet accustomed to the brightness of the morning.
my lips felt dry and crusty as i wet them with my tongue to hydrate them.
i groaned as i stretched but as soon as i moved, my head throbbed in pain and i held my hands to my temple to massage it by rubbing it a little.

surprisingly although i felt like dying because of my strong headache i didn't feel nauseous which was strange since i had read somewhere that hangovers cause nausea sometimes. i was glad this didn't apply to me.

but my gladness subsided quickly as it came to me.

i had gotten drunk.
i had drunken alcohol.
i had had a bottle of beer and possibly other stronger alcoholic drinks.

beer : 150 calories.
and i don't remember what i drank afterwards it could've been much more than that all in all.

i got up quickly and made my way to the bathroom of the (by the way) totally unknown dorm room.

i found the bathroom and quickly shut myself in it.
i bent over the toilet seat and shoved two of my fingers in the back of my throat causing some guttural and truly unpleasant sounds to come out of me.
i had to repeat the process a couple of times before i managed to throw up.

i didn't know if the alcohol had already diluted in my body but if it hadn't i just couldn't not do anything and leave it there.
god what had come over me last night to make me drink like an idiot.

you're supposed to not gain weight but then you go out and drink alcohol and ruin everything ?
jesus jungkook you're such a failure- you can't even starve yourself and lose weight correctly...

after (halfway) recovering from my realization of getting drunk and then vomiting what i could, i finally got to the point where i realized that i was NOT in my dorm room.

i stumbled on my feet like a kid learning how to walk as i got up from the ground and looked around the bathroom.

it had the same toilet and shower as the one's in my dorm room but the things inside were completely different.
i slowly opened the door of the bathroom and first passed my head through the door to make sure no one was around.

i then tip toed back to the place where the small two beds were and sat down on the one i had woken up on.
the bed creaked and i nearly jumped as the room had been silent for a while and the slightest sound had me nervous in this unknown room.

i decided to lay down and watch the cieling, although i really had ought to get going by then, i took the fluffy pillow that rested under my head and threw it on my face.
i sniffed.
it smelled good.
i sniffed once more.
i smiled to myself as my face was stuffed in a familiar smell which felt reassuring as most of things in the room felt new to me.
but not the smell.
this comfortable smell.