Under thick white covers, Jimin frowned on hearing the doorbell ring continuously.
It was Jin at the door, bringing breakfast on a tray, knowing he had slept in and missed the buffet line.
"Ah... hyung.... Why didnt you let me sleep a little more.." Jimin grumbled as he rubbed his eyes on seeing Jin at his hotel room door.
"Yah!! You brat, I even bothered to bring food for you because of your bad sleeping habits and is this what you say to me!? " he rambled in mock anger, pushing pass the dazed Jimin and kicking the door shut with his foot.
Like a mom, he set the tray down and pulled apart the curtains to let the sunshine in, making the sleepy Jimin wince even more.
Clad in a white bathrobe, Jimin took a sip of coffee and smiled at the smell of food. Jin sat comfortably beside, watching him munch, feeling happy that the younger one was being fed. In his usual nonchalant way, he started a morning topic for conversation.
"So did the girl get home safely?"
Jimin choked on his hot coffee as he spilt some on his exposed thighs, making him jump in shock and make a mess on himself.
"Ah.. How did you know, hyung?"
Jin smiled smugly, "What don't I know?"
Passing a napkin to Jimin, he continued.
"I saw you rushing out late last night when I was about to sleep and wondered where you went. Then I remembered that Jungkook was going to meet the girl. I figured he'd got into some trouble again so I stayed up just in case."
Jimin put the cup away and looked apologetic. "Sorry hyung, I should have told you so you wouldn't worry. Anyway, she fainted and we had to take her back here, until she woke up. Speaking of which, I should check on Jungkook...."
He stretched across the bedside to grab his phone.
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(Jungkook's POV)
The sun shone through the window and hit me right on my face. It was barely a few hours since I thought I fell asleep. I could feel pockets of the chilly air and movements of the thick covers over me.
Struggling to lift the lids of my eyes, I was greeted with a familiar scent and silhouette of Chae-rin.
WAIT, WHAT?
My eyes sprang open only to be verified by her brown fluffy hair right below my chin. My head instinctively turned left and right to figure out how this happened.
My room - check.
My side of the bed - check.
My clothes still on my body - check.
Where were those pillows I put up between us??
She felt my arm trying to move, from under a pillow she had her head on, and groaned a little in discomfort.
"Arraseo, arraseo.." I cooed back understanding that it was a wrong move. I paused for awhile, void of thought, just making sure she was still asleep as she seemed like she was snuggling deeper into the warmth of the covers and source of it which was....... Yes, my body.
I could only gasp feeling the length of her body almost flushed against mine.
By now I was wide awake, biting my lips to stay silent and take in what was happening.
Here I am, Jeon Jungkook, the idol that can't even maintain eye contact with female idols on stage, on the bright morning of the first day of a BTS concert, lying on my bed with a girl I just met, cuddled against me beneath the covers.
