Play Me | M
Summary: After a year of zero nights out and the complete straight edge lifestyle, you’d had enough. You wanted a release from your everyday stressful life and your recent break up. Little did you know that the next morning you’d find yourself naked in the room of the one and only, Jeon Jungkook.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Word Count: 4.0k
You didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did. You woke up and found yourself in an unknown environment. Where the fuck am I? You looked around the room and you knew where you might be. You knew it was because of the waft of cologne you smelled as soon as you woke up.
Fuck, not again. I was doing so well.
You thought your one night stand nights were over, but here you were. Naked and with a terrible headache that screamed YOU BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF, BITCH! To have your head pounding like this, you must’ve had quite a few drinks since you definitely aren’t a lightweight after all those nights out as a freshman in college. Your lifestyle a year ago was reckless and was affecting how you were doing in your courses. You swore to yourself you wouldn’t get wrapped up again by partying or by any dick. No matter how good it might be.
You looked to your left and saw an empty space next to you, only the barely-there indent on the sheets of someone that probably slept with you last night. You sat up and searched the floor for your clothes. You walked around the room, searching for your clothes, but they weren’t here. You crouched down and looked underneath the bed.
“Um, what are you doing?”
You looked up at the man before you and screamed. Looking at his face, you remembered.
He’s the guy… Not bad… I still got it! Fuck! Get your head straight! You stared at him dumbfounded, kind of confused with what was going on, and completely embarrassed. It’s an understatement to say that it was a little uncomfortable being fully naked in front of this fully clothed man when you were fully sober. He probably thinks I’m a weirdo that searches through people’s bedrooms great.
“I was… uh- looking for my clothes.” you said to him while standing back up. Your cheeks flushing before him. You think that it’s dumb to feel shy about something like this after having had sex, but since you could barely remember what you did last night you didn’t exactly feel comfortable being so vulnerable in front of this extremely handsome man. His collarbones were covered in bruises… Did I do that? Damn, he wears lovebites well.
“Your dress is in the dryer… I thought you wouldn’t want to have, uh, cum stains all over it.” he says with a chuckle. Your eyes widen at that. What the fuck did he just say?