One night you hear a knock on your door. It was pretty late so you cautiously went to your door and looked through the peephole. You sighed and opened the door, this was gonna be a long night. You were hit by the smell of alcohol. This was what you saw.
"Are you drunk?"He walked past you to the couch and plopped down on it and got on his phone.
"Maybe~" He giggled.
He played on his phone for about 30 minutes before stumbling to the kitchen. You followed and watched him talk to the fridge and get a drink."Can you fix me something, I'm hungry." He wined.
You fix him a snack and he mumbles a thanks before devouring the food.
He finished eating and went back to the couch.
"Y/N!" he yelled as you cleaned up the dishes. "COME SIT WITH ME!"
You finished up and went into the living room to see him laying in the floor waiting on you.
"What are doing?" You say as you sit on the couch and look at him."Waiting on you."
"What?"
"I'm waiting on you to lay in the floor with me." He pouted.
"I think I'll pass, sweetie."
He got up and sat on the couch facing me.
"Your adorable."
"I really, really, really like you." He slurred out.Your heart skipped a beat.
Wait. He's drunk. Remember he's drunk.
"Okay, " You say slowly. "But how about for now you go to bed?"
"With you?"
"On the couch."
He flops down and lays out an arm.
"Will you lay with me now?" He wined."No, I'm going to my bed."
He sat straight up and crossed his arms.
"Then I ain't sleeping."
You sighed. Okay, only until he falls asleep. You walk towards him in defeat and he lays back down. You grab a blanket off the back of the couch and lay it over him before you lay down. He tries to put the blanket over you too but in his state he doesn't manage it well, he only covered a piece of your shoulder. As compromise he throws his arm over you.
How are you gonna get out of this?
You squirm around a little, trying to fight your heavy eyelids.
"Go to sleep." He says and holds you tighter, silently telling you that you aren't going anywhere tonight.
Finally you drift off to sleep.
~•~•~•~
You wake up feeling cold, a much different sensation that the warm one you had felt previously. You looked around and saw Jungkook pacing around your apartment.
"Is something wrong?" You asked, getting up.
"I can't believe I did that."
"Huh?" You were completely confused and it was too early for this.
"Don't you remember?"
"You did a lot of stuff last night."
"Well?" He questioned. "What did I say?"
"Uh, you talked to the fridge a bit, you wanted to stay with me most of the time and-" You stopped remembering what he said.
I really like you.
"And?"
"Well you also said some stuff about liking me." You said waving your hand as you walked into the kitchen. He got quite.
"What if I did?"
"Well," You thought for a moment. "We would probably go on a date, maybe more if everything went smoothly."
He came into the kitchen and leaned down to your ear.
"I like you."
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