Annie

Days on trial: 72

"So, we might have a problem," Jungkook winced, emerging back into the bathroom with one of his hoodies and a pair of his boxer briefs for me to cover my modesty with. 

There hadn't even been any towels in the bathroom, on account of them all being hung out to dry over the mezzanine railings. Jungkook himself had dashed into the living with a hand cupping his manhood- 'just in case'.

Pulling his clothes over my body, my head emerged through the neck of the hoodie, eyes widening in panic. "A what now?!"

Gritting his teeth, he bobbed that beautiful head of his from side to side, weighing up just how much of a problem it really was. 

His broad shoulders were still dappled with rivulets of water that was now running cold, the end of his hair sticking in all different directions from his haphazard towel drying method.

Dawn had broken softly, his honey skin warm in the illuminance, as if he had been specifically crafted to exist in early morning light. Leaving his torso bare, a pair of grey joggers, that once would have been too loose, clung to the strong muscles of his thighs.

"Quit staring," he grinned once he realised that I was paying zero attention to what he was saying, too lost in him.

"Sorry."

"No, you're not."

"Yeah, you're right."

"C'mon," his teeth were on full show, dimples deep as he held his hand out for me to take. Dragging me into the living room, he put his hands on my shoulders and delicately whispered hushing noises.

His guidance was slow, almost as if he was worried about waking a beast. As we turned the corner, I learned that it's not a beast he's scared of waking, no. It's an astrological energy: sunshine.

"Now, if we look to our right," Jungkook put on his best David Attenborough hat, deepening his voice. "We see a ray of sunshine in its natural habitat."

I held back a laugh, hand coming to my mouth in shock at the sight in front of us.

Hobi was on the floor, surrounded by pizza crusts, half of it still sitting pretty and perfect in its box. Chewingly lazily, he looked like a raccoon that had been caught out in a trash can behind a local takeaway. There's a bottle of champagne next to him that he's obviously tried to open, but couldn't figure out the faux cork cap. Poor drunk mess.

"Ahhhhniiieee," he hummed, eyes shut, arm reaching upwards and waving about. I'm not exactly sure what he's doing; if he's waving or spasming. Maybe both.

"Here, we see the sunshine communicating with humans for the first time - but don't be fooled," Jungkook's deep nature narrator voice prevails. "If you get too close, he'll drag you down with him."

"Huh-how whuld you know," Hobi spoke through a mouthful of pizza, rubbishing his friends claim.

"Our narrator knows this to be true, because he suffered from the same fate mere minutes ago," Jungkook clarified, still talking like an idiot, earning a giggle from me. "Stark bollock naked, too."

"Shouldn't we at least get him off the floor?" I couldn't help but continue to laugh at the sorry state of Hobi. I knew that if he had one too many that he could be a bit of a liability, but new years must have really done a number on him. He babbled incoherent nonsense, and I'm relieved in the fact that it doesn't actually matter if he came home early and heard our antics in the shower - because it's not as if he'd remember any of it in the morning.

It took us longer than either of us would have liked to have admitted, but eventually we got him on the sofa and in front of the television, blaring out some colourful cartoon to keep him entertained. 

It's literally like we had a toddler. I looked over to Jungkook, only to find him already watching me, lopsided grin melting my heart.

Sat on opposite ends of the sofa, with a rat-arsed Hobi in between us, there was some kind of magic in the air. Maybe it was just the festive spirit, or perhaps we'd all just had far too much to drink that night, but I was absolutely positive that I'd never felt anything like it.

"Wuhn suhm?" Hobi mumbled through a full mouth, holding up a half-eaten slice of pizza towards Jungkook, devouring it like it was going out of fashion. His eyes were still pretty much closed. I had no idea how he could see what he was doing, let alone watch the TV.

"I'm good, Hobi," Jungkook laughed as he began to head towards the kitchen, knees cracking as he did so. Water exploded from the tap and filled a pint glass, which Jungkook put directly in front of Hobi, knowing that he needed water far more than he needed pizza right now.

"This is -ugh - bettuh than sex," he groaned into the slice as I started to fear for his sanity - but also as I started to become incredibly tempted by his pizza.

"No," Jungkook's voice caught me off guard, catching my gaze as I stared at the melted cheese stringing from Hobi's teeth to the pizza slice it called home. "Absolutely not. I am not going back out again to get you pizza."

"Don't be suhlfish," Hobi drawled, eyes barely open.

"Yeah, Jungkook," I ganged up on him with his smashed housemate. "Don't be selfish."

Doubling down, Jungkook continued to refuse.

He held my defiant gaze for what seemed like a lifetime, and I found myself wishing my life away just to preserve that moment forevermore. God, how I adored him.

"If I'm going, you're coming with me," he threatened with a mischievous smile, which earned a protest from Hobi.

"Who's gonnuh look uhfter me if you both go?!"

Eventually we settled on ordering in; apologising profusely to the delivery driver when he arrived at nearly 5 in the morning. Neither of us were even that hungry, Hobi had just coaxed us into thinking that it was a good idea - and he was passed out, fast asleep in his bed with a bucket next to him by this point.

"No-one else I'd rather be eating shitty fried chicken with, at stupid o'clock in the morning, than with you," he grinned, tossing a chunk into his mouth and devouring it.

"Not even Titanic-era Kate Winslet?" I teased, knowing his unadulterated love for the film. He paused, jokingly contemplating the options as if I'd just asked him which limb he'd rather remove. Feigning offence, I clutched at my heart. "Ugh, rejection."

"Let me paint you like a French girl and then maybe I'd consider it," he winked, tossing more chicken back.

"Alright."

Taken by surprise, Jungkook choked on the aforementioned chicken to the point where I considered giving him the Heimlich. He beat at his chest with his fist, eyes wide and peering up towards me.

"Christ Annie, a little warning, please."

"You suggested it," I shrugged my shoulders and grinned at him like butter wouldn't melt. 

Laughing with me, he changed the topic before drawing back to it approximately ten seconds later.

"So, like, you were kidding, right?" He raised his brows, turning his head away from me slightly as if to insinuate that I wasn't.

There was still vodka in my veins, and I wasn't sure if I had been joking or not - but he was just too much fun to flirt with that I couldn't help myself.

"Was I?"

"Annie," he huffed with a groaning pout, like an absolute child. He couldn't tell if I was fucking with him or not.

Toying with a chip between my fingers, I bit down on it and then tossed the remainder over to him. He caught it effortlessly, perfect white teeth clamping down, before his tongue manoeuvred it into his mouth. 

Grinning, impressed with his coordination, I began to walk away from him. Hands at the bottom of his hoodie, I pulled it off and over my head, discarding it by the sofa as I walked up to the mezzanine.

"Bring the champagne upstairs and I'll fuck you like a French girl."

The words are barely out of my mouth before I hear him scrambling around the kitchen, grabbing the bottle off the counter and hurrying to follow me up to his unmade bed.

Happy new year to me.

a/n: super short, just a little update before we get into the final few plot points of cv. can't believe it's nearly over!! this was really just to get us from a-b, because the next chapter with significance in it is in JK's POV lol 

i'd never really considered the colour of hobi's hair in cv, but I kinda like red for him. the header image is just literally my favourite picture of them both.