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Y/N woke up to the scent of coffee and bacon filling the apartment. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and saw it was a little after ten. Last night she'd stayed at Yoongi's, not wanting to return home after the confession she made. Wearing one of his old ratty shirts that went to her knees, she used his spare bedroom to sleep.

Pushing hair off her face, she climbed out of the bed and walked toward the smell.

"You're awake?" Yoongi said from the kitchen.

"Yeah, I am." Her head pounded. "How much did I drink last night?"

"Not too much, just a few beers. But apparently, that's enough for a hangover if you're not used to it."

"No, and if this is any sign of what happens the day afterward, I'm never drinking again." She moaned at the throbbing in her temples. "Man, it hurts."

"I've got the perfect cure." Yoongi placed two white painkillers in front of her with a cup of coffee, black. "Strong coffee, two painkillers, and a hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs, and bread. Lots of bread."

The smell of the food made her stomach growl. "Yeah, I think breakfast sounds pretty good."

He chuckled.

She took a sip of the coffee, wincing at the strong, bitter taste.

"I know it's strong, but trust me, it's better without milk or cream. That stuff just makes it taste worse."

"Thankfully, I've got all my memories of last night. I've heard people forget what happens the night before."

Yoongi laughed. "Not likely to happen with the small amount you had. I've seen people forget more after less. Your memories should be intact, though."

Y/N watched Yoongi flip the bacon and then go back to a glass bowl full of eggs. "We're having a large breakfast?"

"Trust me, Y/N. Eggs and bacon are the ultimate cure for a hangover."

Y/N drank her coffee and thought about last night.

"Yoongi, about last night—"

He held up his hand, turning to face her. "Don't worry about it, Y/N. We're friends, and I get it. We've had a lot of deep conversations lately. I'm glad you reached out to me. We're going to stay friends."

"I'm really sorry for everything."

"No need to apologize. We're friends, and that's what matters. We have a great friendship, and that's more important.I'll support you no matter what"

"We're still friends?"

"Always. And you owe me a favor. I expect you to help me find a hot date sometime soon."

Y/N laughed. "Sure, I'll do my best to get you a hot date."

They shared a nice breakfast together before she dressed in the clothes she'd worn last night.

"I'm going to walk you home," Yoongi said.

"No, you don't need to. I can walk on my own."

"We're walking home, Y/N. I want to make sure you get home safely." He followed her out of the door. The headache she'd had earlier had all but disappeared. "So, about this date, I expect to hear from you soon."

"I'll do my best. I don't know many people, so I might have to ask around at work."

"Whatever you do, I leave my love life in your capable hands."

She couldn't stop laughing as Yoongi did everything to cheer her up. The smile faded the moment she saw Jungkook sitting on the steps outside of her apartment building.

If looks could kill, the one he shot Yoongi would have.

"I've been waiting for you," Jungkook said.

Y/N turned to Yoongi. "Thank you for walking me home."

"Don't forget our deal," Yoongi said, tapping her shoulder. He left her alone with Jungkook moments later.

"You're wearing the same clothes as yesterday."

"I stayed at Yoongi's."

The fire in Jungkook's eyes blazed. "I didn't take you for the kind of woman to jump from one man's bed to another."

Y/N recoiled as he spat the words at her. "How dare you? I didn't sleep with Yoongi. After everything you told me yesterday, I needed to talk to someone, anyone who'd listen." She ran her fingers through her hair, staring at him. "I wouldn't do that. Yoongi knows the truth."

Jungkook looked remorseful. "Shit, I'm sorry. I saw him and you, and you're wearing the same clothes. I jumped to conclusions."

"Then don't. I'm not like other women you've dated. I can't just jump from one bed to another." She brushed past him, opening the door to her building with the key.

He stayed close behind her as she went to her apartment.

"I'm sorry. I was jealous, okay? I saw him and I knew you were with him."

"I didn't sleep with him, AND we aren't dating! It takes a lot for me to jump into bed with a guy." She bit her lip, knowing she'd jumped into bed with him quickly. "It's different with you."

"Y/N, we've known each other a long time."

"Still, it was different." She closed the door, throwing her jacket onto the chair. "I've eaten breakfast. Have you eaten?"

He shook his head.

"I'll make you something."

In the doorway between the sitting room and kitchen, she turned back to look at him. "Yoongi is just a friend. I also promised to help him find another date. And he likes Men"

She didn't give him a chance to respond before she entered the kitchen and set about making something for him to eat.

Pancakes were all she could come up with. Tying her hair back, she saw there was a message on her machine. She quickly pressed the button and listened to Taehyung's voice.

"Hey, Y/N, I wanted to make sure you were all set to work tonight."

Before she started whisking up the mix, she called Taehyung back to let him know she'd be in to work.

Jungkook joined her as she was hanging up. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his thick muscles. "You're going to work?"

"I've got to."

She didn't want to lose her job. Working for Taehyung gave her everything she'd been searching for in her life.