The morning sky was speckled with the bits of cloud that spread across. The egg yolk sun managed to bleed through, the clouds acting as the egg white as the light shed onto the buildings and fields.

The wind was light, making the trees sway gently within as the clouds lazily dragged across the sky. Soon enough, the sun was revealed as a whole in all its glory, shimmering brightly.

The light from the glistening sun peaked through the cracks of the blinds, shining onto Jeongguk's face, disrupting his sleep.

Jeongguk's eyes flinched from the harsh awakening, he screwed his eyes shut tighter, not committed to starting the day yet. The sheets felt nice against his skin and he was about to fall right back asleep until- he felt the surface his face was resting on move ever so slightly.

Jeongguk furrowed his brows in confusion but the movement soon stopped. Groaning slightly, Jeongguk adjusted his cheek on the surface, realising how firm it was.

'This is a really firm pillow.' Jeongguk thought, trying to go back to dreamland once more before he felt something else.

The pads of someone's fingertips brush against the bare skin of his back.

Jeongguk shot his eyes wide open, clearly weirded out at the foreign sensation. He sat up abruptly, looking around the room he was in.

What he first noticed was- this wasn't his dorm! The bedroom he was in was completely different to that.

There was a large window behind the bed, displaying the large garden outside where there were many cups and beer cans littering the grass.

Jeongguk then looked around the room, seeing a simple landscape painting as decoration or was it two paintings?

Jeongguk grabbed his head in pain, feeling nothing but the sheer dizziness from his hangover. Rubbing his eyes hastily, Jeongguk's vision adjusted as he realised there was only one painting and nothing else on the wall.

The bed had a leather headboard, it was all black with a white horizontal streak across. The covers were a simple white with the sheets being patterned with random dark swirls which looked like a void to Jeongguk.

Finally, his eyes looked down, Jeongguk first looked down his torso, realising it was bare and covered in bruises. He threw the blanket off of himself, seeing how his thighs were also bare. He let his nimble fingers travel along his leg, going higher and higher until-

"What the fuck!" Jeongguk cried, stumbling backwards and onto the floor, dragging a part of the blanket with him.

He was naked.

Jeongguk flinched at the pain in his rear but widened his eyes at that.

Why does his ass hurt?

Jeongguk then took a closer look at his body, his chest was covered with bite marks and bruises not to mention his inner thighs. He lightly traced over the marks with his thumb, doe eyes wide.

Jeongguk was about to get back up, throwing an arm onto the bed to heave himself up before hearing a sudden groan.

"Oh my god- can you not be so loud right now?" A deep voice complained groggily, making Jeongguk turn to its direction.

-And oh boy, Jeongguk has never wanted to disappear from the face of the earth as much as he did at that moment.

Taehyung.

A wave of memories from last night flashed through Jeongguk's mind from the mere eye-contact, making the boy gasp in shock.

"What the fuck!" Jeongguk cried again, falling back onto the floor, ignoring Taehyung's comment on being too loud.

Taehyung was in the midst of rubbing the remainders of sleep from his eyes when he recognised the voice that had screamed again. Confused, he turned his head around, eyes landing on Jeongguk.

Jeongguk quickly pulled his legs to his chest, trying to cover himself whilst looking at Taehyung with wide eyes. Taehyung stared right back, just as puzzled as Jeongguk was.

Taehyung was sat up, resting his weight on a single palm with his bangs falling over his forehead. His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion and his bare chest on display.

"I'm going to fucking say it and you can't call me weird for asking this time!" Jeongguk snapped, breathing heavily, he didn't have time for any awkward conversations. "Did we fuck?"

Taehyung choked on his saliva at Jeongguk's vulgar language so early in the morning. He averted his gaze, looking off to the side awkwardly. "G-get some clothes on then we can talk."

It was then Jeongguk realised he was fully nude, he looked down then back at Taehyung again. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, nodding, Jeongguk began to search for his clothes, smiling in triumph when he found them in a pile with Taehyung's on the floor.

There was an awkward silence when Jeongguk was putting on his clothes, pausing to flinch each time he moved a little too much. After a couple minutes, Jeongguk was fully clothed with Taehyung's shirt in his hand.

"Here." Jeongguk sighed, throwing Taehyung's shirt towards him. "You might want to get dressed too." He muttered, adjusting his sleeves.

Taehyung wordlessly nodded and he slipped on his black long-sleeved shirt, throwing it on over his head. The rustling of the fabric was heard amongst the silence the boys shared.

Once Taehyung was done, Jeongguk sat down on the bed next to him, a sharp pain shooting up his backside when he did making Jeongguk let out a pained cry.

Taehyung raised a brow. "You good?"

Jeongguk shook his head. "Fuck no- my ass hurts like a bitch."

Taehyung bit his lip, scratching his head. "We- we should talk about that."

"Yeah," Jeongguk scoffed, rubbing his back. "We should."

"What do you remember from last night?" Taehyung began, yawning slightly. "-Because I'm shit at remembering things after getting drunk off my ass."

Jeongguk paused and tried to think. His memories were hazy from the all the alcohol he drank last night- that's for sure but Jeongguk tried to think harder. "I- I don't know-" Jeongguk cut himself off, his eyes landing on the discarded wine bottle on the floor.

"Wait-" Jeongguk gasped as another wave of memories flooded his brain.

"M'not that much of a lightweight." Jeongguk mumbled, he made grabby hands towards Taehyung. "Give me another drink."

Taehyung, not seeing the issue in them both drinking themselves stupid, obliged, handing Jeongguk the bottle instead of a cup and let him drink.

Jeongguk literally- chugged the bottle, letting the alcohol get into his system as the feeling of intoxication quickly took over him. He gulped down the drink as well as the most of his common sense.

Jeongguk parted the bottle from his lips. His mind was fogged, not being able to piece any logical thoughts together as expected. Sweat beads formed on his forehead with his brown tufts of hair all over the place.

"Am- am I still a coward?" Jeongguk slurred, a cheeky grin on his face.

Jeongguk blinked a couple times, fluttering his lashes. "I remember us getting drunk together, that's one thing, right?"

Taehyung rolled his eyes and then groaned, a bored expression on his face. "Yeah, and so do I. What else happened? Think, Jeon, think!"

Jeongguk squeezed his eyes shut, bringing a hand up to scrunch his hair in his fists. He let out a cry of frustration as his headache wasn't making it easy to remember anything.

"Jeez, I didn't know remembering was painful." Taehyung teased, a cocky expression on his face.

"How about you try then? Asshole." Jeongguk witted with closed eyes, earning him a scoff from Taehyung.

Opening his eyes, Jeongguk looked up at Taehyung, seeing how his lip was caught in between his teeth. That unlocked another chest of memories to Jeongguk.

They were close enough to the point that their breaths were mingling, faces centimetres apart. Taehyung's breath hitched at the lack of space but didn't budge, Jeongguk felt his gaze on his lips. How his eyes flickered to them then back up again to his eyes.

Swallowing the last bits of his common sense, Jeongguk closed the gap. He captured Taehyung's lips in a drunken, heat of the moment kiss, moving their lips against each other.

Jeongguk felt his cheeks flush red, the warmth searing through his face which made Jeongguk question whether or not if his face was on fire. "I- we-"

He felt Taehyung's piercing gaze on him, making the situation incredibly difficult as Jeongguk tried to piece together his words. "I- I think we ended up kissing." Jeongguk finally spoke, feeling the harsh burn in his cheeks after.

Taehyung widened his eyes, he tried to use Jeongguk's idea of last night to piece together his memories. When he realised Jeongguk was right and that they had kissed, he felt his entire face go warm, his ears hidden by his thick tufts of hair.

"Fuck." Taehyung breathed out, covering his mouth with his hand with his fingers reaching to cover his blazing cheeks as he felt a slight panic starting to form in his chest.

The bruises on Jeongguk's neck caught Taehyung's eye, however. After he had felt his face had cooled down, Taehyung slowly approached Jeongguk, lightly moving his head to the side so he could inspect the marks. Jeongguk let out a sudden cry of confusion before wincing against Taehyung's touch when he applied certain pressure to a bruise.

"Sorry." Taehyung mumbled, brushing his fingertips along the bites. He glanced up at Jeongguk, biting the inside of his cheek as the panic grew more. "I- I think we did a bit more than kissing." Taehyung shakily spoke, backing away from Jeongguk.

Jeongguk nodded, looking off to the side. "Most likely."

"W-what else do you remember?" Taehyung asked again, fighting with himself to calm down. "I'm really hoping you're wrong again and we didn't actually fuck and maybe you just fell on your ass really hard and those bites aren't mine and-"

"Hey," Jeongguk sighed, a small smile on his face. "Relax." Jeongguk spoke before trying to think again with Taehyung picking at his lips.

Crossing his arms on the bed, Jeongguk closed his doe eyes shut as he thought intensely about the events from last night.

Jeongguk's efforts to keep quiet were proven useless, letting out a choked moan when Taehyung lightly sank his teeth down onto the crook of his neck, gently sucking on the spot after.

"S-shit-" Jeongguk cried out as he threw his head back, the alcohol in his system enhancing every touch he felt against his skin.

Jeongguk felt the blaze of his cheeks again, feeling a bit warm. Jeongguk cleared his throat as he adjusted his collar. "T-then you-" Jeongguk cut himself off again, another flood of memories crashing into his mind.

Jeongguk moaned against Taehyung's mouth, he didn't know how some of their clothes ended up discarded on the bedroom floor or how his neck ended up being covered in marks and bruises. Taehyung swirled his tongue around Jeongguk's, their saliva being smeared onto their cheeks as Jeongguk was slowly losing his mind.

Covering his face with his nimble fingers, Jeongguk didn't want to speak, all the memories from last night were hitting him like a truck and it was all too overwhelming for the boy.

"Then I- what?" Taehyung urged, chewing the skin on his bottom lip.

Jeongguk shook his head again as he tried his best to hide his face, a rosy glow evident on his cheeks from the memories. This time, Jeongguk wasn't trying to remember anything, if he remembered anymore he'll explode-

"F-fuck- I-" Jeongguk stammered, digging his nails into Taehyung's muscled back which made him lightly hiss in pain. Taehyung continued to thrust, groaning at how Jeongguk was taking him in so smoothly.

Jeongguk loudly shrieked, hitting his head with his fists over and over again. His face was beyond a blushing mess, with the overwhelming amount of memories making its way into Jeongguk's brain to having Taehyung stare at him intensely throughout, it was all too much for Jeongguk.

"I can't fucking do this anymore!" Jeongguk screamed, still repeatedly hitting himself with his fists. Taehyung had a concerned look on his face, sighing, he brought Jeongguk's hands away from himself.

"Okay, now it's your turn to relax." Taehyung coolly replied, letting out a small chuckle. His smile soon faded though, his eyes growing a little wide when he didn't see Jeongguk smiling. "Jeon, please don't tell me we fucked."

Jeongguk suddenly grabbed Taehyung by the shoulders, shaking him. "We really did!" Jeongguk cried, a pained look on his face.

"What?" Taehyung breathed out in disbelief, trying to see if there were any signs of Jeongguk joking but realised there were none.

"Nope-" Taehyung shook his head, raising his hand up. "Sorry, Jeon. Don't believe you. Don't want to believe you. Look- maybe you were just dreaming this? Maybe the pain in your ass was from something else and we just kissed that night and did some other things which would not be fucking-"

"I woke up naked, Taehyung, and you were shirtless." Jeongguk deadpanned.

Taehyung scoffed, eyebrows furrowed. This couldn't be true. It couldn't. "-And maybe you just got batshit crazy last night and ended up stripping? You're being a bit delusional here, Jeon-"

"Try to think, Taehyung!" Jeongguk interrupted the boy, a serious expression painting his features. "What do you remember from last night?"

Taehyung sighed and began thinking, recalling his memories from the night before and seeing if there was any truth to what Jeongguk was saying. However, when the boy was trying to think deeply about this, he didn't realise how clammy his hands were, how ragged his breathing was.

Swallowing, Taehyung tried to ignore the unpleasant feeling growing in his chest and closed his eyes as a way to remember. Seeing that it was no use after a couple of seconds, Taehyung opened his eyes with Jeongguk's hands still on his shoulders.

"Did you remember anything? Please tell me I'm wrong." Jeongguk pleaded, sighing when Taehyung shook his head no.

"See, I told you that you might've been dreaming-" But Taehyung paused, something behind Jeongguk catching his eye. His eyes widened when he saw what it was.

The lube on the nightstand.

Suddenly, a flash of memories invaded his mind; flashbacks to last night, flashbacks to everything that went down. Taehyung felt panic rising with each passing memory, he was soon to realise that Jeongguk's words were entirely true. That- that they really did have sex!

Taehyung hung his head low, hands starting to shake with his fringe covering his eyes.

Fuck, this was all his fault.

"Taehyung?" Jeongguk called, his hands still on the boy's shoulders. Jeongguk shook him again. "Taehyung-"

"This is all my fault." Taehyung spoke with wide eyes, making Jeongguk raise a brow.

"What?"

"If- if only I didn't make fun of you for not drinking last night then you wouldn't have gotten drunk and we wouldn't have made out which probably led us to having sex and I- I never got your consent because we were drunk and-"

"Taehyung!" Jeongguk cried, making the boy look up at him through his long hair. "It isn't your fault- we were both drunk and didn't know what we were doing. It's fine."

Taehyung pursed his lips, Jeongguk's words not sounding very convincing. Suddenly, he threw Jeongguk's hands off him, taking the boy aback by his actions. Wordlessly, Taehyung got up from the bed and unlocked the door, opening it. He stopped to pick up Jeongguk's phone from the floor, walking over and handing it over to the boy.

"We should go." Taehyung muttered.

"Thanks, but Taehyung-" But the boy was already out the door. Not wanting to get left behind, Jeongguk quickly sat up, wincing a bit, and followed Taehyung out the door.

The walk downstairs was again- very awkward. The only sounds being heard were the footsteps as they went down the stairs and as Jackson's house was insanely huge, this made the journey longer hence increasing the awkwardness.

Jeongguk felt a sharp sensation in his behind with each step down, he tried his best to hide his pain though, channelling it into his expression so he didn't make a sound.

Jeongguk wanted to say something to Taehyung, to convince him that this wasn't his fault but he didn't know how. Sighing, Jeongguk decided to go on his phone in order to get rid of some tension for him at least. Jeongguk went on his messages and nearly gasped at the overwhelming amount of spam he received from Hoseok.

jeoncock!!

jeongguk****

where tf are u i've been looking for u everywhere and haven't seen you at all what about the drug investigation???

you missed a call from hoesuck 🤡

you missed a call from hoesuck 🤡

fr tho dude pls pick up i'm with jimin who's drunk off his ass and keeps calling himself 'diminie'??? what????

you missed a call from hoesuck 🤡

jeongguk please pick up

you missed a call from hoesuck 🤡

dude i'm getting worried about u- where are u???

you missed a call from hoesuck 🤡

🤡

jeongguk i'm leaving the party cus i need to get jimin home and shit but please if u see these texts reply to me so ik ur fine.

Jeongguk let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he didn't realise how worried Hoseok could've been about him and felt immensely guilty. Biting his lip, Jeongguk typed a response for the boy.

sorryy!

i also got drunk off my ass last night but i'm fine now-

thank goddd.

🤡

srsly tho u scared the shit out of me yesterday but at least ur okay

🤡

what about that taeyong guy? was he with u?

'Oh yeah, he definitely was.' Jeongguk wanted to say, he glanced over to the side at Taehyung who was picking at his lips with a hand in his pocket.

Jeongguk breathed out slowly as

he typed out another response.

taehyung** and yeah he's with me we're both fine

i'll see u soon then, yeah? 😊

yeah see u then 😗

Jeongguk sighed and slipped his phone away into his pocket, feeling himself tense up at the mention of Taehyung. Luckily, he and said boy had made it to the bottom of the stairs where they could leave.

Taehyung was just about to turn the doorknob where his actions were halted by a sudden noise. Jeongguk definitely heard it too, he turned his head to the direction of where the sound was coming from then back at Taehyung.

"Did you hear that?"

Taehyung merely nodded and walked over to the living room, seeing as that's where the sound had come from. Jeongguk watched Taehyung poke his head into the room, startled when he heard him exclaim:

"Jackson?"

Jeongguk raised a brow and was about to take a step before flinching at the pain in his backside.

"Fuck-" Jeongguk muttered, limping to the living room where Taehyung had already stepped in, a confused look on his face.