Rina opened her eyes slowly, burying herself deep in the pillows. The new ring reassured her that she wasn't dreaming, and she looked at the alarm clock on her nightstand. Which freak will ring at someone else's door on Sunday at 7:30 in the morning!
She cursed him softly and got out of bed, rubbing her eyes and yawning loudly. The ringing was getting longer. "I'm coming!" she shouted, tying her robe.
Opening the door, she stared in shock. "Jungkook!" she tried in horror to hold him as he swayed and hung over her, wrapping his arms around her body. "Good morning, Miss Assistant!" he muttered drunkenly and Rina wrinkled her nose. "Where in God's name did you get drunk like that!" she asked breathlessly, trying to get him into her small living room so as not to wake her neighbors. "I had... an early.. or late date ..." he muttered, his hands sliding down her back. "Then why are you here in such a state!" she growled, dragging him to the couch with difficulty as he tried to reach under her robe. She rolled her eyes and, groaning heavily, turned with the drunken Jungkook so that he was with his back to the couch and tried to get him away.
"There were ....women there, Miss Assistant ..." he grinned and her blood froze and she gritted her teeth. "You...broke me... Miss Assistant" he snapped his tongue and slumped on the couch, dragging her. "If you're ..." he shook his head. "Only ... you ..." he groaned drunkenly and sighed deeply.
"But Jimin left with three women!" he laughed. Rina tried to stand up, but Jungkook held her back, turned to one side and hugged her between himself and the back of the couch, closing his eyes. Rina shook her head. "Come on, you drunken savage, let's undress you," she tried to get up to at least take off his jacket, but he squeezed her so hard that her breath came out of her lungs and stuck in her throat. "Give me a chance, Miss Assistant ..." he whispered pleadingly and hid his face in her chest. "If I do, will you take a bath?" she asked, and he looked up at her face, nodding, with his bunny smile. "Okay, then we get up and go to the bathroom, right?" she asked, as if talking to a small child, and he nodded again, squeezing her hard.
She sighed and embraced his face. "Jungkook, we're going to the bathroom!" Rina ordered firmly, and he frowned, stood up, and pulled her hard, hitting her in the chest. "I'm listening and performing, my sweet Miss Assistant!" she giggled and led him by the hand to her bedroom, where the only bathroom in her apartment was.
Fighting with his hands trying to undress her and trying to resist his lips, she helped him undress and put him in the shower, letting in the cold water. He didn't even flinch, too busy trying to seduce her. If he hadn't been so drunk, he probably would have succeeded.

Jungkook looked again and frowned at the light that penetrated the curtains and fell directly into his eyes. Groaning painfully at the cutting pain in his temples, he stood up and tried to brush away the restless hair that had fallen on his face and eyes.
He sat down, swearing he would never lick alcohol again in his life. His gaze fell on the small double wardrobe opposite the bed, the unfamiliar double sofa with a small glass table in front of it.
He stared at the covers of the small double bed and frowned. "Damn it, John Jungkook, if you slept with a slut ..." he cursed and looked down. "Shit! If Rina finds out, I'll never see her again!" he thought, rising to find his clothes.
"You woke up?" he turned abruptly to the door, and it was as if someone had removed a huge rock from his back. He took two steps toward her and hugged her tightly, sighing with relief.
"Jungkook ... I can't ... breathe!" he released her, but his hands remained on her shoulders. "I'm sorry, I thought I ruined everything again and ..." he hugged her again and she smiled slightly. "No, at least not this time" she teased, and he pulled away slightly. "Did you undress me?" he asked, and she rolled her eyes. "Who else do you think?" he raised his eyebrows. "I was with Jimin ..." she laughed. "As far as I know from your drunken story, after you found out I broke you, Jimin came home with three women, and you came here" Rina shrugged, and Jungkook looked at her in surprise.
"You broke me?" Jungkook tried to remember exactly how he had ended up with her and what he had said. Frowning, he looked down at the floor and tried to recall a memory.
"Are you sorry you came here?" Rina asked, and he looked at her questioningly. "At least that's what you look like" she frowned, and he shook his head, bringing it to her lips. "I was just wondering how exactly I managed to get here from the other side of town" he smiled before pressing her against the door. "And what exactly did we do ..." he whispered, sticking his tongue in her mouth.She wrapped her arms around his neck and allowed herself to feel it. After a while, he stepped back and rested his forehead on hers. "Do you want something for a hangover?" she asked, and he nodded. "Come on, then we'll have dinner, the food is ready." she smiled and walked to the closet. "Here, put this on," she handed him a T-shirt and shorts, and his eyebrows jumped."These are mine!" he looked at her and she shrugged. "Let's just say I kept something to remember that night." he frowned and she walked past him into the bathroom.
After a while she returned with an alcazalzer and handed it to him, passing to him to go out into the living room and kitchen, which were connected by a small arch. "Rina ..." he stumbled and stared at the clothes in his hands. She didn't turn around, just closed the door behind her.
He dressed quickly and followed her, meanwhile looking around her small apartment. Despite its size, it actually looked very cozy. He found her distributing food on plates.
"Baby ..." she didn't look at him, but turned to the refrigerator, opened it, and pulled out two bottles of water, handing him one. "Baby!" he walked around and grabbed her wrists, pulling her close. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I was just surprised ..." she sighed and hid her face on his chest.
"Did you cook?" he tried to change the subject, and she nodded. "I didn't know you could cook, I'm obviously really lucky! My friend is not only smart and beautiful, but also a wonderful hostess" she smiled slightly, blushing. "It's not who knows what" she said softly, pulling herself away from his hands, handing him the chopsticks. "Are you kidding, at home only the servants cook!" he objected, and she laughed. "We're not all like you, Jungkook. Some of us have to be financially fit." he kissed her once more, surprising her, then looked at her small apartment again and sat across from her.
"Baby, if your salary is too low, we'll fix this ..." she waved her hand. "I didn't say that, Jungkook. I'm just saying I can't afford maids, a new car or branded clothes every month. This is real life." she shrugged and he frowned. "You don't have to live like this anymore, Rina, you're with me now and ..." she looked at him sharply. "We're not together, Jungkook!" she snapped, biting her lip as he frowned. "Baby, I'm sorry ..." he tried to take her hand, but she backed away.
"Look, our date was great, it was very kind and clever of you to take Min-Cha and Boram with us, but I can't ..." Her eyes watered and she tried to cover them up, standing up and opening the refrigerator as if looking for something. Jungkook stood up and walked behind her, hugging her. "I know you still don't believe me, baby, but I promise ..." she put a hand to his lips and he paused. "Don't promise something you can't do, Jungkook!" Rina whispered, and he nodded, holding her close.