Genre: …how about birthday sex (okay I’ll give this an M) ( ͡°( ͡° ͜ʖ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°) ͡°)
Description: In which Jungkook gives Jimin a sort of birthday present
Warnings: smut, light bondage, alcohol
A/N: Originally written back in May/June for @jikook-love‘s birthday because someone requested that lap dance LOL but yes happy birthday to our lovely Jiminnie ~
Jungkook notices the pounding in his head first.
The sunlight streaming into the room doesn’t help with it;
it’s blinding and makes his migraine all the worse. He feels nauseous like he’s
about to puke, and the world is just spinning around and around. He can’t get a
single thought to flow coherently.
When he tries to sit up from whatever he’s lying on, his
head spins and stomach lurches and he ends up lying back down. From what it
feels like, it seems like a mess of sheets or clothes—something soft enough
that isn’t quite a bed.
That’s when he notices movement from the corner of his eye.
The other members are standing over by the door, staring at
“Mghf,” he croaks, voice very dry. He wants to
down a few glasses of water, yeah, that would probably help. “What the
It’s quiet and nobody really looks in his direction,
exchanging glances with each other. Well, that’s what it looks like through his
spinning vision anyway. He couldn’t see Jimin anywhere, so that probably meant
he was buried behind the line of tall people.
“What happened last night? I don't—” Jungkook
tries to cover his eyes from the blinding sunlight but finds one of his hands
down the front of his pants. What. The.
“So why did you think it was such a brilliant idea to
steal the alcohol from Jin hyung’s room, brat?” Yoongi’s sharp voice cuts
across the silence in the room.
“Huh?” Jungkook manages to get out. What was this
about alcohol? He doesn’t even drink—