Later. || Jikook

32. Thirty Two

Jimin knew from the last time they were at the apartment during Halloween that the door on the left was Hoseok's. He remembers him coming out of it with his racer costume.

However since the other two didn't actually live there, it didn't give him indications on who is where. He thought Jungkook would most likely be in Namjoon's room since they were such close friends, and chose to go to Jin's. He was still a little hungover and didn't feel like doing extra work to find Taehyung so he hoped he was right.

He quietly turned the door knob and found the room dark, but he somehow spotted Tae's keys on the desk. He nodded to himself and closed the door again, taking a step back and running to jump on the other's sleeping body.

"Wake... up!" he said as he landed on him, hearing him choke on air at the sudden weight on top. Tae had done the same thing to him last weekend and he wasn't just going to let that slide.

"The h-ell?"

'...That's... Not Tae'

Jimin froze when he heard the voice, he was sure it was Tae though... Why were his keys in this room? and his shoes too now that he looks around. He wanted to make sure it was just the high schooler with an unrealistically deep morning voice. Tae did have potential for a voice that deep but he believed it wouldn't happen overnight.

Jimin looked down to the spot where the boy's head was and hesitantly puller the covers lower, gasping as he revealed Jungkook's annoyed expression side eyeing him.

"Good morning princess, I'm glad you're having a nice time. Now get the fuck off of me before I take care of it" he threatened, obviously pissed, and Jimin didn't know what to do anymore. He fumbled with the covers, trying to push himself up but getting his hands mixed up in the sheets.

Jungkook waited as patiently as he could for a few seconds before catching a whiff of flowers along the way. He grabbed Jimin's arm right before he could step out and hummed in satisfaction "You smell so good" he commented "You have no idea how much my sensitive nose made me suffer last night. Whenever I moved I got the smell of smoke and alcohol, I absolutely hate sleeping drunk" he complained.

Jimin broke his arm free and ruffled his own hair in embarrassment "Why are you whining, just get up and take a shower" he replied, and watched Jungkook raise an eyebrow.

"You got some nerve talking to me like that after waking me up just now"

"Sorry"

"That's more like it"

"Shut up"

"You shut up. Pick me something of Jin's from that chair" he hazily pointed to where some clothes were folded, probably fresh laundry.

Jimin slowly made his way to the area since it was still quite dark even if his eyes got used to it. He grabbed some pants and a random shirt, and threw them on the bed over to the older.

"Could you be more considerate, I'm literally dead" Jungkook groaned.

"Bold of you to assume I care" Jimin shrugged.

"Don't act like the world doesn't revolve around me" Jungkook smugly joked as he pushed the covers away.

Jungkook had slept almost naked in his underwear only. He sat on the edge of the bed holding his head in his palms, while resting his elbows on his knees. He sighed dropping his hands, and turned to the younger.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" he groggily asked.

"A little, how much do you?"

"I do remember smoking... Then a bottle shot? You were really trying to kill me, you weren't kidding about the whole getting drunk with Jeon thing" he chuckled deeply and Jimin had to put physical effort into understanding what he was saying.