ch. 22. dont drink!

                                    

                                          
hope had to tell his tale a few times. he was happy, surprised and giddy at the same time. he had a mate and of all, he was a king! still, he cursed a lot for a few days, he was sore as hell. the others were laughing at him for that. yoongi even offered him some teaching of sexy tricks, which hope first declined, but asked him later for it. jimin was happy for hope, but.... hearing about tae being so close, ripped his heart a bit. 
                          
after a week, he got an invite to a dorm party. after thinking about it, he was in. why not relaying on doctor alcohol for his broken heart?! jasper wasnt calling back, nor texting. jimin felt so alone. a few drinks wouldnt be bad.... yeah, sure. 
                          
the party was fun, the alcohol was plenty, the music was great, the people funny.... and he woke up the next day with a headsplitting headache and no memory what so ever. 
                          
jimin groaned, sat up and held his head. he needed some minutes and glanced around. relieved, he noticed he was in his own room.... but... what was that?! he looked on himself, he was buttnaked! and.... somebodys breathing was heard. jimin almost jumped out of his bed. there was somebody else next to him, in his bed! 
                          
"U GOT TO FUCKING SHITTING ME! WHY ARE U HERE? HOW? WHAT THE FUCK!" the person groaned and sat up with a yawn. "morning, minnie" "why are u in my bed?! why are u naked?!" "why u think?" "dont tell me?! please! no!" jimin turned half around and wiped a finger over his hole, bringing it to his face and paled more. "no! we cant! no! no! no!" "jimin.... why are u freaking out?" he yawned more and stood up. jimin backed away. "shit... dont touch me, okay?! why the fuck are u here?!" "cause we got shitfaced and slept together?" "no i mean here! silla! u drove back! u arent supposed to be here! or in my life again!" "i am on this uni, jimin. i am your room mate" "NO!"
                          
yoongi yawned and snuggled more into kook. "morning, babe" "morning, love" "ready for breakfast?" "nuhu...." kook chuckled and gave yoongis nose a peck. "i could carry u?" "that sounds great! but it would be a bit too tacky.... nuhmmmm i dont wanna move, i...." their door yanked loudly open, left a dent into the wall behind it and both shot up to a seating position, kook in fight mode. 
                          
"FOR FUCKS SAKE, JIMIN!" kook yelled out. a distraught jimin paced in their room. "whats wrong, jiminie?" yoongi gently touched his shoulder. "u are naked..." jimin noted. yoongi shrugged. "u barged into our room, without knocking and its saturday morning. be happy we werent doing our morning routine" "ewww" jimin looked disgusted at them. "so whats wrong?" kook rubbed his face and looked for his boxers. he threw sweatpants to yoongi. 
                          
"he is here" "who is?" "taehyung! your fucking brother taehyung!" "here? in silla?" "IN MY ROOM!" "doing what?" "being my fucking room mate...and..." "and what?" "i dont know what happen, but it looks like, we fucked yesterday....fuuuuck!" jimin throws his hands around. kook and yoongi looked shocked at each other. 
                          
"what?!" "i was so drunk yesterday.... i have no idea how....or what happened. but i woke up naked and tae next to me, also naked and i had his juice... u know where... and he said we fucked.... and that he is studying here now and he is my room mate.... how could this happen?! what i am gonna do?! what should i do?!" jimin broke down crying. yoongi looked at kook and sat next to jimin, hugging him. 
                          
tae took a quick shower and returned to now his room. jimin was still gone. he knew, he would be with yoongi and kook, or jin and hope. tae felt a bit guilty, but he had to play dirty to get jimins attention back on him. 
                          
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THE PARTY:
                          
jimin was enjoying himself. drinking too much and dancing his butt off. tae came back to silla hours before. he still kept his bags in his car, only took a backpack with him. he stored it into his and jimins room and watched his former mate in secret. he stayed in corners and shadows, he didnt want jimin to notice him there yet. tae was concerned about jimins alcohol intake, he had to growl at some guys, who came too close to jimin, shoved girls away, who wanted to have his attention or jimins. he watched him like a stalker and creep.