Your eyes fluttered open slowly as light filtered through the window. After yawning, you looked around to realize you were in your own bed, and with someone! His arms were wrapped around your waist and your head was against his chest.

Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god, OH MY FUCKING GOD! You thought to yourself as your pulse and breathing sped up. You were feeling light headed and a headache was beginning to form on the left side of your brain.

We better fucking not have... You were very thankful that you were still in clothes, even if they weren't yours. As you tried to get out of the young man's grip, he only held tighter. "L-let me go!" you shrieked, not caring if you'd wake him up.

Jungkook's eyes shot open and he quickly let go of you, then sat up in bed. "Jesus Christ, how did that happen...?" He asked himself in a low voice.

"W-what am I doing here? Who are you? Did we...?" You asked nervously as you say up in his bed, pulling the sheets up to your chest so he wouldn't see your nipples through the white shirt.

"Y-you were drunk last night, I'm your next door neighbour and no, we didn't," he quickly answered after gathering his thoughts. He pushed his hair back, looking at you. "W-well um... I think your clothes are still in the bathroom... You should probably g-get back home." He began chewing his lip nervously.

You nodded and got out of his bed, crossing your arms across your chest. "Ok, th-thanks..." You ran out of his bedroom and searched for the bathroom. When you found it, you got in, locked the door and sat in the corner, running your hands through your hair. "My parents are probably going to kill me when I get home..." You said to yourself, slowly sliding off Jungkook's shirt and putting your bra back on. You checked the mirror for any marks to make sure he wasn't lying, he hadn't lied.

You sighed at your reflection, your makeup was all over the place, your hair was a mess and you could still smell the faint odour of alcohol on yourself. "Fuck," you said softly, pulling your own shirt on.

You tried brushing out your hair as best you could with your fingers and washed your face to get most of the makeup off. There was nothing else you could do about your appearance at the moment, so you just sighed and walked back to Jungkook's room.

He was still sitting on his bed, exactly where he was when he left. He was still in shock about the way he was holding you when he awoke. "Here's your shirt back," you said flinging it onto the foot of his bed, "and thanks for letting me stay the night... I guess..." You waved at him and left without another word.

Once you got back home, the pain in your skull was even worse, it was throbbing like crazy. The first thing you did when you walked through the door was swallow down two ibuprofen and head to your room to go back to bed.

As you flopped down, your mother entered the room and sat on the edge of your bed.

"Y/n, where did you go last night? We were so worried about you," she said softly, keeping her usual cool.

"I went for a walk and I ended up staying the night at a motel," you lied.

Your mother gasped. "You slept with someone, didn't you? (Y/n) you're much too young to be doing these kinds of things! I honestly find it disgusting that you thought it would be a good idea to do such things! Shame on you!" She abruptly stood up with her arms crossed and scowl on her face.

"No mom! I slept by myself! You know I'm asexual, and that isn't going to change!" You yelled, shoving your face into one of your pillows. "This is why I hate you guys! You never listen to my story and just make assumptions about everything! I wish I hadn't come back this morning!" As you continued to yell, your headache became worse, you were on the verge of tears.

"You're such an ungrateful child!" Your mother scoffed and left the room.

"Yeah, whatever..." You mumbled to yourself and closed your eyes, hoping to get rid of the awful pounding in your head.

~~•~~
You awoke quickly, sitting up in your bed as you remembered something. "I remember his name! I actually remember his name! I think..." You had a dream about him but his name was slowly slipping away from you.

God dammit! All I can remember is calling him 'The Boy With The Nice Ass', I guess that's how I'll be referring to him until I know his name. You sighed and picked at your blanket.

Looking around your room and then down at yourself, you decided it was probably time to get dressed. You picked up your cellphone to check the time, 1 in the afternoon. You rolled out of bed and changed your clothes, when your phone suddenly buzzed as you had your pants halfway up your legs.

"Who on earth could be texting me? I don't really know anyone..." You picked up the phone to check who it was from. It had an unfamiliar email address: [email protected].

"Who is Park Chim-Chim...?" Asked yourself as you read the message.

Hello!🤗
[email protected]

Your cellphone buzzed again and another message appeared on screen.

Sorry! Wrong number, your cell is one number off from my hyung's. I deeply apologize for this! 😬
[email protected]

You unlocked your phone and quickly replied back.

No worries! I see it was a mistake, have a nice day!😎
-(Y/n)

Ok, I'm glad it didn't bother you. 😪 You have a nice day as well! 😄
-[email protected]

You smiled softly and turned off your cellphone, glad that there were kind people in the world. "Man, I'm exhausted. I need food..." You mumbled and walked out of your room to the kitchen.

You checked the fridge and every single cupboard, there was nothing that you wanted to eat. Instead you grabbed some change from your dad's spare wallet that he always left at the house. You shoved the money in your pocket and walked outside, making sure you had your keys with you.

"Alright, I'm all good to go!" You said happily to yourself, as you were thinking of going out to get ice cream. The young man was outside as well, watering his small garden of roses.

I should probably thank him for letting me stay the night at his house, make it up to him. You walked down the steps and over to him. "Hey Bootylicious!" You greeted, mentally face palming yourself.

He flinched and turned off the hose he was using and turned to you. "Hey (Y/n)..." He said hesitantly.

"I wanted to thank you again for everything you did yesterday," you said with a deep bow. "I really want to make it up to you."

He shook his head. "It's really no big deal, you don't need to make it up to me."

"But I do, I'll do anything, anything you'd like," you pleaded. "I can't stand not repaying you for your kindness."

"Really, it's fine. I don't need you to repay me."

"Please, please, please. Just let me buy you a coffee or something."

He sighed and nodded, finishing watering his roses. "Alright fine, I kinda wanted to chat with you anyways."

"Ok, sounds great! Just give me one minute," you said as you ran back over to the steps of your house. You ran up them and quickly unlocked the door.

"I'll be needing more money now," you told yourself as you walked to your room and grabbed your own purse, there really wasn't much in it. Man, I need to get a job.

You walked back outside and locked the door. You went over to the young man's house again, he was still outside, just putting the hose away.

"You ready to go?" You asked as he finished what he was doing.

He nodded his head slightly. "Yup."

You nodded and started on your way to the coffee shop, feeling a little nervous. "I um... I don't remember your name," you softly said to him.

He chuckled lightly. "I didn't think you did, considering you called me 'Bootylicious'."

Your face flushed and you brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. "Yeah, sorry about that."

"It's fine. My name is Jeon Jungkook," he reintroduced.

You nodded. "It's nice to meet you," you said with a small smile.

"Man, you're a lot different when you're sober," Jungkook remarked with a laugh.

"Mhm, I wouldn't have stayed over at a stranger's house if I was sober..." You trailed off, biting your lip.

"I sure hope you're correct."

"Yeah, I'm not some kind of whore," you said in disgust.

Jungkook laughed lightly at this.

"But I have been wondering... Why exactly did I sleep at your house last night?" You questioned curiously.

"I found you wandering drunk on the street, so I took you back to your house. The door was locked and your parents weren't answering. I didn't want you to sleep outside, so I let you sleep at my house," he explained, turning a corner and then walking right into the coffee shop, both of you standing in line.

"Oh... but that doesn't explain why we were sleeping in the same bed."

He shrugged and you two moved ahead in the line. "You insisted on it."

"But I was drunk! You really think you should've listened to me?!" You exclaimed, running a hand through your hair.

He shrugged again. "I wasn't going to argue with you, I thought you could've killed me if I said no."

"I almost did kill someone once..." You mumbled.

Jungkook's eyebrows raised to an alarming height. "What?!"

"Oh nothing," you laughed sheepishly.

Jungkook shook it off and stepped forward. "So what do you want?" You asked him.

"Just a regular coffee with milk."

You nodded, and decided to order the same. It was soon your turn to order and the woman smiled at the two of you. "Good afternoon, what'll it be?"

"Two small, regular coffees with milk, please," you said with a smile.

The woman nodded and calculated your total on the touch screen. "That'll be ₩4800." You nodded and got the money from your purse, handing it over to the woman.

She smiled and directed you over to where you'd wait to receive your order. A man called: "Two small, regular coffees with milk!" You walked over to him and accepted them, "Thank you!"

"No problem, sugar," he said with a wink. You rolled your eyes when you turned away. You handed Jungkook his coffee and sat at a table with him.

"So..." You started. "What do you do on a regular basis?" You asked softly.

"I sing, I'm in a boy band. BTS, have you heard of it?"

"Ah, yes, a friend of mine from back in Thailand is a big fan, I do believe I remember her mentioning the name Jungkook a few times... But she's obsessed with this other guy... What was his name... Yoongi, I think?"

Jungkook nodded. "Yoongi-hyung, yes I've found that he's very popular with many ARMYs, but then so are the rest of the members. What do you do, (Y/n)?"

"I um... I don't really do much, actually," you said with a nervous chuckle. "I moved here from Bangkok about a week and a half ago, all because of my dad's stupid business." You sighed.

"Oh, well I hope you enjoy it here," Jungkook offered with a sheepish smile.

"I hope I will too... By the way, why do you live by yourself? I remember hearing that all of you guys lived together."

"I wanted to be more independent this summer, I've been living with my hyungs for 6 years, since I was 13 years old. I rely on them for everything, and I realized that I need to do some things for myself. So I rented out a place for the summer, and I'm going to be doing everything for myself for a while."

You nodded with a smile. "That's pretty awesome of you! I wish I could do that, but my parents baby me and won't allow me to move out because I'm not 18 yet." You sighed softly.

Jungkook nodded. "I'm sure when you move out, you'll want to go back," he said with a chuckle.

"Nope, I won't," you said with full confidence.

"Alright, but don't come crying to me if that really happens."

You laughed and shook your head. "Ok, I won't."

Jungkook looked down at his wrist to check the time. "I have to go now, but it's been nice talking to you, and thank you for the coffee. I hope we can meet up again sometime."

You nodded and smiled, waving at him. "Yeah, I'd like that."

Jungkook waved back and left the café with his coffee in hand, his straw in his mouth. You smiled to yourself and sipped from your own straw as you watched him leave. He's a pretty great guy.

~~•~~
All I could think of was the song Coffee while writing this, 🎶Caramel macchiato🎶, that's all I can remember of it at the moment right now, other than the part when Rap mon says 🎶Americano🎶. I hope you enjoyed my longest chapter yet and I really do hope that it didn't bore you. (I hope there aren't any grammar/spelling mistakes, I don't feel like going back and checking right now)

-IvyAvery