Jungkkok woke up from the loud ringing of the digital alarm clock on top of his head beside table. He shot his eyes open, slamming his hand to shut the alarm as he groggily grunted under his bed when he felt the sharp pang of pain striding at his temple.
A light groan escaped his lips as the hangover took over his body.
"Aish! you sleepy head get up already!" Taehyung barged in his room throwing a pillow on the fellow maknae.
"Hyung...." he mumbled.
"Why did you live us alone last night?! Hobi hyung was soo drunk, I had to carry his big fattt assss because you were missing, you kid!" Taehyung scolded a half awake maknae that was busy shuffling at his sheets, when Taehyung sat right across him.
With eyes still half open, Jungkook stared at the white ceiling as he try to remember what happened last night. And just as his sober self slowly made its was to kick in his system, a throaty shriek was heard from the man beside him.
Jungkook turned to look at Taehyung who was covering his eyes and his face scrunched up in disgust.
"Argh! sh*t Jungkook! did you just brought a sl*t here last night" Tae bombarded glancing the sheets filled with *** beside Jungkook who has his eyes stared shock in bewilderment.
Eyes almost popping out of his eye sockets, he vastly grab hi phone and scroll at the phone contacts where he vividly remember putting your number on with the nickname 'Miss. lil tight puss' almost puking at his own cringey nickname he gave you, he started to type. However, his phone was grabbed by another pair of hands.
"Namjoon hyung!" Jungkook almost screamed the leaders name. Seeing how serious the elder guy looked at him. He was frightened.
"What is this that I've heard that you brought a sl*t here last night?" Namjoon asked. Eyes intensely glaring at the maknae. "And for f**ks sake! You ain't even that drunk last night!"
"She ain't a sl*t." Jungkook mumbled, only audible for him to here as he let his head hung low in discontentment. "I'm sorry. I got caught up in the mood."
Taehyung and Namjoon eyed him suspiciously.
"Well...how was it?" Namjoon asked teasingly. causing the maknae to shot up a glare at his leader who's now wearing a sly smirk on his full lips. "Well...I wouldn't blame you if she's hot or...."
However, that sly smirk dropped into a frown and discomfort when Jungkook mentioned one fact about you.
"She's a fan."
The man in front of him cursed. "Sh*t. Jungkook, what if she sell this information to the public? What if she have recorded it? What if she took pictures of you ***** before she left? What if sh-"
Jin barged in the room smacking Namjoon's head making the latter cut off his trance. "Y'all are too noisy!" Jin shouted.
"Hyung. Jungkook did something!" Taehyung whined at Jin as he tugged in his sleeves.
"What did you do?" Jin shot his eyes towards Jungkook, who's nervously nibbling at his bottom lips. He just knew that it won't be pleasing for his ears to hear more of Jin's rants if ever he got Jin really really really mad.
"I...I uhh....I..." the maknae was lost of words.
"Did you jack off last night again and stained your smelly sheets?" Jin sassed causing three pair of eyes stare at him unbelivingly. "Whaaaaaat? I often hear Jungkook groaning at night and then the next morning his bed is filled with Kookie's cream!"
(A/n: Okay....Let's cringe at that name for a while)
Dead silence which is followed by a loud frustrated sigh when Jungkook laid back on his bed with his face sinking into the sheets as he felt too embarrassed to tell his hyung's what happened last night.
No. it's not his first. It's just that, he is not the type to talk about his s*x life.
"I f**ked a ****** okay?!!" He said seethed teeth when he smelt the metallic liquid stained somewhere near where he's laying. With his sensitive nose, he was almost abruptly reminded of what happened last night by just smelling faint scent from your body and your juices at his bedsheets.
"Ohh...Well that's okay you just f**ked a virg- OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FAK JEON JUNGKOOK! YOU FACKED A VIRG-"
Jin's calmness turned into a chaotic world war once he was shutted by three pair of hands when he almost broadcasted what happened between you and Jungkook last night at the whole neighborhood. He scolded Jungkook non stop, hitting the maknae for god knowns how many damn hours since it was already afternoon when the elder stopped.
Eating inside there room where six pair of eyes staring draggres at the pouting one who had bruises on his shoulder because of you and because of his hyung who hitted him using his favorite shoes.
Timberland.
Damn, that hurts!
"Tch, you have to make that girl shut her mouth, or else-" Yoongi warned.
"You know how much dangerous it is for us to f*ck with our fans!" Jimin roared. Not very pleased as well. "You could f*ck anyone but not the fans! they get too noisy and they'd probably use this for blackmailing"
If possible Jungkook lips will pout more.....his lips could've reach the other corner of the room.
All his hyung's knew.
"Aye~ you guys are very no fun."
Hoseok chimed, before patting the youngest head.
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Right back at you who cursed for almost the 200th time of the day....your eyes were piercing at your brother's back who is currently flirting with the guy you saw that he was making out with last night.
You told him what happened.
And guess what?
He told you "Congratulations!" your cherry has been popped by a kpop idol, Wow!
Great.
And now you have to deal with your embarrassments later because Jeon F**king Jungkook just sent you a text message saying.....
[ Dinner 8pm, Clark's hotel, Tabel 6, Reservation for two. ]
Though, you're still contemplating about going or not....
So is it gonna be the heart who screams: "JUNGKOOK OPPA! I'M COMING FOR YOU!!"
or is it gonna be the brain scolding you: "YOU BISHH BETTER STAY AT YOUR PLACE BECAUSE THAT MAN JUST WANTS TO GET INTO YOUR PANTIES AGAIN!!"
or whatever.
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