After you left, Jungkook decided not to sleep. He couldn't sleep. His nerves were all over the place.

They would be leaving for the airport in a few hours so he took a long shower, changed his clothes and packed up his luggage and left it by the door for the bellhop before leaving the room and heading down to the lobby.

The only place that was open at this time was the hotel bar. He walked into the bar and took a seat at the lounge area, leaning his head back against the headrest of the couch. He didn't order a drink.

He just wanted to think.

He was still coming down from the high he felt after what seemed like the best sex of his life and being in that hotel room just caused his desire for you to grow even more. It felt as if his body did not belong to himself. It was like he left his conscious back in the hotel room and was now in some strange body that wasn't his own. He didn't feel like himself. Something felt off.

He felt... anxious.

He thought everything would be fine after he got laid.

But why couldn't he get your face out of his head?

It was hard to believe he spent so many hours with you. It felt like it was all over before it even started.

He didn't want to go back home. They were in this city for 2 weeks and had more down time than any other place they had been. Fuck Namjoon for finding that club so late.

Jungkook thought maybe he would have been able to do something different if he had met you earlier. He wasn't sure what he would have done but he just wished he had a little more time to at least figure something out.

He stared blankly at a spot on the wall of the bar for hours, replaying the previous events over and over in his head. It felt as if he could still hear you moaning his name over and over in his ears. He rubbed his temples, sinking lower into the chair as he tipped his head back, tongue in cheek and his eyebrows creased as he tried to focus on something else other than you.

Jungkook felt his phone vibe in his pocket and pulled it out,

V – 5:56AM:

Where u at?

Jungkook sighed, typing up a quick reply. Maybe seeing his best friend would get his mind away from his thoughts.

J.K - 5:56AM:

Bar near lobby

V – 5:57AM:

Where ??? im here and don't see u.

Nvm

I see your big head

k. Im coming now

J.K - 5:57AM:

Stfu

Taehyung approached his friend with a smirk, placing a Starbucks cup down in front of the younger. "You look like shit, dude." He mumbled, plopping down onto the chair in front of his friend, "Good thing I got you a coffee. Double espresso on ice, drink up. We have a long flight." Taehyung nodded, raising a brow as Jungkook just sat there, dazed,

"Come back to Earth... now...." He waved a hand in front of Jungkook's face, ".....Now." He said again and Jungkook shook his head, looking up at Taehyung in confusion, "Are you good? You look high."

He definitely was high but not from drugs.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, "Just didn't sleep, that's all." He nodded, grabbing the cup and taking a long drink of the coffee.

"Yeah, I'm sure you didn't with all that screaming and moaning. Whose room was that from again?" Taehyung paused, tapping his lips with a smug look on his face, "Oh... I know who it was... Yours." Taehyung gave Jungkook a mocking smile.

Jungkook almost spat the coffee out, shaking his head as he set the cup down and swallowed hard before he cleared his throat, "The fuck type of nonsense are you on about now?"

"Don't act stupid, Kook. I heard you and that girl from the club. I bet the entire fucking hotel heard." Taehyung grinned, leaning back in his seat, "My boy" He smiled, reaching out for a fist bump from Jungkook.

"It's not what you think." Jungkook muttered, ignoring Taehyung's fist bump.

Taehyung frowned, fist bumping himself before raising a brow,

"What do you mean? Was it bad or something?" He asked, tilting his head.

"No, it wasn't bad, that's the problem." Jungkook paused, sucking in a breath before looking at Taehyung, "It wasn't bad at all. It was fucking amazing and now I can't stop thinking about her."

Taehyung laughed, his head dropping back before he crossed his arms over his chest, "I have to say I thought you were playing games when you said she was gonna come see you but then I saw her when I was leaving my room when she got to your door and I was like damn.. She's a cute little thing. You lucky ass bitch." He sipped his drink, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair, "I still don't get what the problem is though." He nodded, checking his phone.

"Well, here's the problem, we're leaving to fly all the way back to Korea and who knows when we'll be back, I don't think I can go back to regular girls, man. She's was perfect. She made me want to turn my bank account out for her... give her my black card and everything-" Jungkook went on,

Taehyung held up a hand, "Aight. Imma have to stop you right there, chief. You sound like you're in love." He nodded, "Listen to me.. That's her job, man. She's supposed to make you fall in love. You're supposed to feel that way but trust me, when we get back home and hit up our regular places, you'll forget about her. That's it." He shrugged.

His nonchalance made Jungkook want to deck him in the face.

"It's easy for you to say but I don't know, man.." Jungkook shook his head, checking the time on his phone,

"It is that easy for me to say because I've been there before. And if you actually are in love with this girl which I doubt you are.. Just hit her up. Didn't you take her number?" Taehyung questioned, looking at Jungkook as they both began to get up.

Jungkook went silent.

No, he didn't get your number because he didn't know how to ask for it and that's why he felt like this. The only way he would truly ever get to see you again is if he literally hopped on a plane and took a flight back to this city and find you.

"You got her number, right?" Taehyung asked again as they walked out of the bar.

"No."

Taehyung stopped walking abruptly and looked at Jungkook with a blank expression. "What do you mean no?" He clicked his tongue and looked away before rubbing his chin and shaking his head, "Man, you're a fucking idiot, I swear to God. Did you ever learn anything from me or Jimin? What do you do when you meet a girl while traveling? Get. Their. Fucking. Number." He gave Jungkook a light slap in the head after each word before wrapping his arm around his shoulders and tugging the younger against his side as they walked out of the hotel and joined the others outside to get in their ride.

"Don't worry we'll be back. But until then, try to forget about her. We have no time for relationships anyways."

Jungkook nodded, pulling his hoodie over his head as they filed into the van that pulled up.

"Yeah. I'll try." He agreed, knowing full well he had little to no intention of doing so.

He sat down between J-Hope who smiled at him and Suga who's eyes were already closed.

He knew better than to bother his hyungs so early in the morning but Jungkook had some more energy after drinking the coffee and now he wanted to talk to someone or bother them but everyone was too tired or grumpy in the mornings.

He sighed and took his earphones out, deciding to take a quick nap on their drive to the airport.

Just as he put his earphones in and was about to press play on his playlist, Seokjin jumped into the front seat and turned around to face him, a finger pointing into his face,

"YOU." Seokjin yelled, "What's your fucking problem?"

"Me?" Jungkook's eyes went wide, "What'd I do?"

"What'd you do? HAH. What did you do? Can't you ever shut up when you bring a girl over? ALL of you actually. Why do y'all need to be so fucking loud? NO one wants to hear you nasties fucking, okay? You're lucky I didn't come over there and kick you in the head." Seokjin nagged, jabbing Jungkook repeatedly on his knee as he spoke.

Suga opened his eyes and looked at Seokjin,

"Yah. Maybe if you had sex, you'd understand but you're gonna die a virgin so shut the fuck up, I'm tryna sleep." Suga smirked at Jin with a nod before closing his eyes, nestling back in the seat again.

Jimin and Taehyung burst out laughing in the backseat and J-Hope slapped Jungkook's arm hard as they all started dying from laughter,

Seokjin's ears suddenly became red, "I DO have sex, Yoongi. I just have the decency to not let everyone hear me. No offence but I didn't even see you with anyone at all this trip. Did you use your hand every day? How was that?" He huffed getting ready to throw hands.

"Ah shit.. Here we go again." J-Hope snorted.

Jungkook laughed hard, collapsing into J-Hope's side as Taehyung and Jimin made, "Oooo" noises. "What's your comeback, hyung?" Jungkook nudged Suga with a laugh,

Suga opened his eyes again and shot Seokjin a look, "You don't make noise because the only thing you're fucking is your pillow now shut the fuck up or imma knock your ass out right here in this car."

"Enough both of you before I beat both your fucking asses today." Namjoon's deep voice interjected from way in the back, taking his airpods out of his ears as he glared at them, "Everyone shut the fuck up. It's too early for this shit." He put his airpods back in and sank back in the seat, closing his eyes.

They all went silent for a moment before Seokjin whispered,

"You shut the fuck up, you pussy."

Everyone burst out laughing now. Jungkook holding his stomach as he laughed hard, tears in his eyes.

Maybe he would really be able to forget you. He just needed to stick by his hyungs a little more often and distract himself. Yeah, that was his plan. He was gonna throw himself into work and distract himself as much as possible.

...

You woke up the next morning sore as fuck. Your entire body felt like you lifted hella weights. You sat up slowly and your head spun. Cursing softly, you crawled off the bed. Just as your feet hit the floor, your back ached. 'Damn, he blew my back out.' You thought to yourself as you half limped to the bathroom.

"Oh my God." You looked at yourself in the mirror shocked. Messy bun falling apart, makeup from last night smeared and your neck brandishing a hickey.

You were mortified at your appearance but also kind of happy... It reminded you and how much fun you had last night.

You sighed and pulled your t-shirt off along with your underwear, kicking them behind you before quickly brushing your teeth. You inspected yourself as you brushed your teeth, turning around and looking over your shoulder at your waist, noting a light bruise along it from how hard he held your hips while he fucked you yesterday. You shook your head quickly before leaning down and washing the remnants of your makeup off then getting into the hot shower. You leaned against the wall, running your fingers over your skin as you closed your eyes, letting the hot water wash over you. Your mind lingered to Jungkook, flashbacks of last night filling your head as you stood under the water. You sighed, turning around and started to wash your hair. You imagined his strong arms wrapping around you just like last night and you bit your lip.

'Doja was right... That dick was a 10 outta 10.'

Yes, the dick was bomb but you've only ever had good dick. Maybe it was the way he treated you. He didn't expect anything from you when the point of your job is to be a man's expectations. He didn't get mad when you wanted to go and still let you take the 5 grand. And the necklace.

Why would he fucking do that?

What was the reason?

You've had so many moments like this before but why did this one fuck you up so bad.

You shook your head in hopes the thoughts would fly out of your ears. You needed to clear your mind. You couldn't keep thinking about last night over and over anymore.

You thought of going to the gym but clearly you were in no state for that thanks to your workout from last night.

Sighing loudly, you stepped out of the shower and dried off before walking into your bedroom and pulling on a large hoodie and some shorts. You pulled on your favorite fuzzy socks then tousled your hair with your fingers, letting it air dry as you walked out of the bedroom. Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, you glugged it quickly and realized how dehydrated you were.

Plopping down onto the couch, you grabbed your phone and laid down as you pulled a cushion against your chest.

Loneliness.

That's the feeling you had today. You had so much on your mind but didn't want to bother anyone to hang out and talk. You sighed, scrolling through your instagram, biting over your lower lip as you scrolled through pictures of your friends. Everyone seemed to be living their best lives while you were here laying down and thinking about a boy who probably forgot about you by now.

You rolled onto your side and closed your eyes for a moment before deciding it wasn't time to mope anymore. You got off the couch and walked into your dressing room, sitting down into your desk chair and opening your laptop.

"I'm just gonna focus on school now and pray I'll forget about him."