It's several hours later before anyone unlocks the door, looking for you.

At first, all you can see through the opening door is a ring peek of Jungkook's face - then Hyeri pushes through, her lucid and obviously-not-drugged boyfriend trailing behind her.

Hyeri doesn't look happy.

"Time to go, Y/N," she hisses, shooting a tiny glare in Jungkook's directing.

He's leaned against the wall by the door, watching, and rolls his eyes in response to her sneer.

Uh oh.

Looks like the plan didn't work out.

You stand up from where you had sat yourself on the floor of Jungkook's room (it had felt too awkward to sit on his bed) and waddle toward your friend.

As you go, her eyes widen at the length of Jungkook's sweatshirt falling against your sides.

"What the heck is that?" she asks flatly. Her red lips are pursed in suspicion.

You shrug. "Some jerk-off spilled beer all over me. Jungkook let me borrow a shirt and lent me the silence of his room."

"Hm," Hyeri says, glaring at Jungkook again.

He sends you an exasperated look, to which you grimace and shake your head.

Don't you dare try to bring me into this.

Hyeri pulls you from the room.

"See ya," says Jungkook as you pass.

You nod your head, taking one last inhale of lemongrass before your dragged into the alcohol-scented aftermath of the frat house.

"What happened?" you ask quietly, avoiding the angry stomp of Hyeri's heels. Passed out university students are littering the house, on couches and chairs and some patches of floor.

Taehyung is waiting by the front door, an obvious sulkiness drooping  his shoulders.

"Jungkook came down before I could get the stuff in his drink," Hyeri fumes. "Then he stuck to me so close that I didn't get another chance. And Jimin wasn't even here tonight."

"That sucks." You glance at Hyeri's face, the smooth planes that are creased into a scowl beneath the glossy fringes of her black bangs. "What now?"

Reaching the door, Hyeri hooks one arm through Taehyung's and the other through yours.

She squeezes both of your arms. "We're just gonna have to try again."

***

There's a soft knock on your bedroom door.

Closing your eyes, you heave a great sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

Good grief.

You swear, if that's Hyeri again to go over some newly-confounded plan to seduce her man, you're going to rip your hair out.

It's been two weeks since the original attempt at Jungseduction, and neither Hyeri or Taehyung have been able to line up another attempt yet. You've had to buckle down on schoolwork for midterms, limiting both opportunity and will for another frat party to be thrown.

In other words, they're stuck.

"Come in," you growl reluctantly, keeping your place in the paragraph of your textbook. Hopefully this won't take a long time.

You've got coursework to do.

However, it's isn't Hyeri who peeps in the door - it's Jeon Jungkook, the very same infamous, seemingly asexual boyfriend that's causing all your friend's strife.

"What's up, Y/N?" Jungkook greets with an easy grin. He eases in the door, looking around your room as he rubs one of his silver hoop earrings with habit-stricken fingers. "Can I come bother you for a bit?"

"Hey, Jungkook. Uh yeah - come in, I guess." You stand awkwardly, smiling in a way you're sure is completely normal and not socially inept.

What the heck is he doing here?

As if he can read your mind, Jungkook shrugs gracefully and closes the door behind him. "Hyeri invited me over, but now she's on the phone with some girl from her chemistry class. Been talking for a good half hour - I figured I'd come explore."

"Ah...okay," you say.

With him here, in your territory, you're not totally sure how to act. The space of your room suddenly feels suffocatingly small.

Not feeling the tension radiating from you, Jungkook peruses around your bedroom, observing with intensity the collection of movies, books, and video games on your shelf.

He's dressed as per usual, tight jeans and a T-shirt, somehow looking incredibly aesthetically pleasing even though he isn't dressed up. His hair is fluffy and loose, the buzzed undercut peeking out from below.

Something catches his eye; he reaches down and pulls Overwatch off of the shelf.

When Jungkook looks at you again, his smile is that of a little boy that's just found his favorite game. "You play Overwatch?"

"Yeah," you laugh. "It's fun. I get to relieve stress without actually talking to anyone."

His smile droops. "Oh, I'm sorry. Am I bothering you?"

"No!" You close your textbook and smile hesitantly, feeling guilty at the sight of his kicked-puppy expression. "You're fine! Hyeri can take a long time on the phone."

"Yeah." Jungkook looks down at the game in his hands with a fond smile, and you feel the pressure of obligation press at your chest.

"Um...you wanna play while you're waiting?" The question feels forced coming out of your mouth, but Jungkook's eyes light up.

It's cute.

He still smells like lemongrass.

"Come on," you say, leading him to the small screen of your television. You start joining up your controller to your game console, mood improving as Jungkook starts to grin in happiness.

***

"NoooOoOooO!!" Jungkook falls back dramatically to the floor as he dies one again, his arms splayed in victory-hindered abandon.

You laugh loudly. "How are you so bad at this?"

"I'm not bad!" He throws a cheese puff at you, pouting. "I'm better than you!"

"Yeah right!" You try to grab the controller from him, but Jungkook turns his shoulder into the reach, blocking you.

He grabs another handful of cheese puffs and tosses them over his shoulder, leaving a powdering of over-processed cheese powder across your nose.

The snacks bounce against the floor of your room messily, but you honestly couldn't care less.

This is so fun.

You had no ideas you and Jungkook would get along so well.

Hyeri must really be having an issue, because she's left the two of you alone to play ever video game known to man over the past hour and a half.

It's a good thing that you and Jungkook have way, way more in common that you anticipated.

It been a long time since you've enjoyed someone's company this much.

Stifling giggles, you retreat from your attack, relinquishing the controller'a possession to him. "Fine, brat. Keep playing your little game."

"Fine, brat," Jungkook mocks in a high-pitched voice, his lips twisted mischievously. You push him, shoving your palm into his shoulder, but the hit barely affects him.

He chuckles at your pitiful attempt and starts a new round of the game. "Are you coming to the party tomorrow?"

Your amusement suddenly screeches to a halt. "Party? Is there one tomorrow?"

"Yeah. My frat's throwing it. Again." Jungkook slides a smile your way, momentarily abandoning his character on the screen. "Surprise, surprise, right?"

"I didn't know about it."

Now you're sad that you do.

Surely Hyeri and Taehyung are going to use this chance to get their respective boy toys into bed.

As the thought settles into your brain, you try to hide the responding grimace spreading on your face.

Jungkook catches it, though.

"Hey." He pauses the game. "You know you don't have to come if you don't want to, right? There's no shame in that or anything. If it wasn't in my own house, I wouldn't be going either."

Oh, you'll be going alright.

Hyeri will be sure to drag you along, insisting that you help her enact the devious plan that will render the man beside you hopped up and raunchy.

"I'll probably be there," you sigh reluctantly.

Hearing the hesitation in your voice, Jungkook turns, sitting cross-legged on the floor to face you.

"If you want," he says, "-you can stay in my room again. I'll lock the door."

"Won't stay locked for long," you mutter under your breath.

"I can come up and play video games with you!" Jungkook slaps your kneecap with the back of his hand, a huge smile on his lips. "You'll get me out of the party too. It's perfect."

He'll be playing games, that's for sure, but not with you.

Poor Jungkook.

Why not appease him? His poor little souls deserves some non-drugged affection before tomorrow.

You pat his shoulder, forcing a smile. "Sure. Games in your room, tomorrow. Sounds good."

You hope he'll forgive you eventually.

[A/N]
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Help I'm in class and I should be listening but JK's so cute what do I do

Blood Ink update probably late this week but idk man school is ruff

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