Wake up

My eyes open to find light, so much light that I roll over with a grown only to notice I'm not alone. Jack is sleeping next to me, hair messy and looking like a greek god. I notice he's shirtless and quickly look at myself. The only thing I have on is my boxes. I squeak and pull the covers off me to get out of bed. I'm stoped before I can get both my feet out of bed.

"Where do you think your going."

Jack pulled me back into the bed. He sits up, holding my rest. My face gose bright red.

"Um, where are my clothes?" My voice cracks on the last word.

Jack smiles wickedly at me. He leans in closer, avoiding my personal space."You don't remember what you did? How rude, my back hurts."

He gets so close that I didn't recognize that I had been backing away from him, my body hits the back of the bedframe. My heart is pounding in my chest and I tell it to stop but it doesn't listen.

"Um, no. What happened?" My breathing is coming out faster then I want it to.

"You were vary naughty last night." His eyes look at my lips then back to my eyes. He lens into my ear and whisper.

"Your vary naughty when your drunk."

My eyes go wide. I see a flicker of amusement in his eyes. My face is burning and my head hurts from last night's alcohol.

"I..I... I didn't...Um..we didn't do..." I can't finish my sentence. This is so embarrassing.

Jack backs away from me and starts laughing. I look at him with confused eyes.

"Don't worry koneko we didn't have sex if that's what you think happened. You threw up and got it all over your clothes," Jack looked at me obviously amused. "You didn't want me to take them off to wash them, you smelled like shit, so I had to fight you to get them off," Im glaring at him, he's smile. "After that you fell asleep. I had to carry you to bed. You're heavier than you look you know.

My face is still red, mostly because my brain is picturing Jack carrying me to his bed. I look at Jack who is getting clothes out of his closet. I didn't notice before, probably because of the intoxication, but he has tattoos all over him. His black hair makes the tattoos look even better. He's much more fit now then he was in high school. I want to study all of them one by one. For a moment I imagine myself tracing everyone of them with my tongue. Then I immediately make that thought vanish from my brain.

I start to look at the room we're in to have something else to look at besides Jack's fantasy body. The room is big, it has three doors. One leading to the rest of the house I suppose and the other probably to a bathroom. The door on the far right is the closet Jack's inside of. Jack steps out of the closet with a white shirt and pants. He walks over to me and hands them to me.

"Go take a shower you still smell like shit. You can borrow these, your close aren't done yet." He points to where the bathroom is, which is the door on the left.

I take the clothes. "Thanks" I mumble. Thanking Jack feels weird. I have never thanked anyone before, let alone Jack. Your probably thinking I'm rude for not thanking anyone, but it's not that I don't have manners, it's just I never had a situation where I had to actually thank someone. No one helped me because I wasn't supposed to need help. I was a Sung and the Sung's never needed help. My father never asked for help and neither would his son.

Jack helped me, though I didn't know why he would want to. I'm about to walk to the bathroom when I notice that my camera is missing. I start to look around frantically for it.

"What are you looking for?"

"Camera, my camera. We have to find it I can't lose it. It's the only thing I have left..it's.. I can't lose it."

I can feel myself starting to have a panic attack.

Jack looks at me concerned. He walks to me and put his hands on my cheeks.

"Calm down Ping." His hands are on my cold cheeks. For some reason his touch soothes me, and I start to breath properly again.

"Good, now go take a shower. Everything is ok. Your camera isn't lost it's in the kitchen."

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