Genre: Smut

“How was I?” He asked as soon as he entered the dressing room. You put your thumbs up at him as you tried to swallow the chunk of chocolate bar in your mouth. “You were great, all of you were. They don’t call you the golden maknae for no reason.” He chuckled lightly as he sat down on the chair. “True.”

“Who even came up with that name? I don’t even think you deserve that title.”

“Oh you don’t and why is that?”

“Because…well…I mean I’m sure there’s something you can’t do.”

“Like…”

“I don’t know I’d have to think about it.” You wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead which trailed all the way down to his neck. You dabbed his face gently and removed the makeup that you had applied earlier today. “I know!” You screamed making Jungkook jump. “I’ll give you challenges to do and we’ll see if you can do them all. If you can’t do one that means you’re not the golden maknae and you’ll have to tell everyone that you’re just the maknae nothing less nothing more. Deal?” He looked at you and grinned as he nodded his head. “Fine. I’ll prove you wrong y/n!”

Throughout the week you gave Jungkook daily challenges, like flip a pancake 100 times without dropping it and do 5 forward rolls on their live stage, they weren’t too hard, especially for Jungkook. So you thought you better step up your game otherwise at this rate Jungkook would win which could not happen, but the only idea you had was a good one but it was too far. Being Jungkook’s makeup artist was great, he was kind and funny but you couldn’t help but feel a certain way about him. The looks he’d give you made a cold shiver run down your spine and the way he spoke to you sometimes in a low deep voice would hit you in a certain spot. So proposing the challenge you had in mind would only make whatever you were feeling towards him even worse, but you couldn’t lose. You sat down unsure what to do. “Y/n! Have you got my next challenge or are you giving up?”

“No why would I give up?” You said as you stood up. He raised an eyebrow at you and shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe you’ve realised I am the golden maknae and always will be.” You laughed at his cockiness. “I don’t think so. You’re next challenge is you have to kiss me.” You mentally slapped yourself for saying it out loud. “Easy!” He started to approach you and you raised your hand making him stop. “You have to kiss me passionately and then fuck me so hard that I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” His eyes grew wide and you knew you won. “I mean you don’t have to if you…” He walked forward and pressed his index finger on your lips. “Challenge accepted.” He said with a low deep voice making you shiver. That cocky little shit.

His soft plump lips kissed you deeply making you melt underneath him. His hands traced the outline of your body then finally rested on your ass. He tried to push his tongue in but you weren’t giving into him that easily. Gasping as he squeezed your cheeks he slid his tongue into your mouth. The heat was growing quick down below and all you craved was his touch. You broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. “Is that all the golden maknae can do?” He looked at you intensely and his eyes began to narrow. “Don’t push me y/n!”

“Maybe I want to.” You’re not sure what happened but it was like a switch had been flipped. He grabbed you and you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist. He attacked your neck, biting every inch of you. You moaned at his hot breath against your neck slowly making it’s way down. “Strip. Now.” You did what you were told. You threw your clothes to the side and looked up to see Jungkook only in his boxers eyeing you up. His boner was clearly visible in the tight material that was covering it. You bit your lip wanting to feel him inside you already. He pushed you against the couch that was situated in the room and you fell with a loud thump. He trailed down from your neck to your chest with light feathery kisses as he unclasped your bra. He threw it to the side and grabbed a handful of your breast. With the other one he sucked the nipple making you squirm underneath him.

“Urgh, Jungkook please!” You managed to get out and he stopped. His fingers traced patterns in your inner thigh making their way up to the place you wanted him the most. “You know when you asked me to kiss you that was easy but fucking you so hard that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” He came closer to your ear. “That’s easier.” His hot breath whispered in your ear making you moan more. You grabbed his face so you could look him in the eye. “I’ll be the judge of that.” He yanked your panties down and attacked your clit with his fingers. The sudden motion made you gasp. “Fuck.” His face moved closer and his tongue started to do kitten licks. “You’re so wet babe.” You looked down to see his head buried in between your legs. Your moans were uncontrollable by this point. The pit in your stomach started to grow and the motion of his tongue and his fingers working on your clit added to the pressure. He began to pump into you with two fingers. “Come for me.” You saw complete white and your juices coated his fingers. “You ready?” He said as he pumped himself in his hand.

“Give me a second.” You could feel him lining himself up at your entrance. “But I thought I had to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk.” Before you could answer he had already pushed himself in drawing a long moan from his lips. He didn’t give you any time to adjust and he slid out and slammed right back in. “You’re so tight babe. Fuck!” He fastened his pace ramming into you with every thrust. The familiar pit started to form again and you knew you’d come any minute now. “When you’re about to come I want you scream I’m the golden maknae.” His grip on your hips tightened, which was definitely going to leave some bruises tomorrow, as he repeatedly hit the right spot over and over again. Your walls clenched around his length as you released. “Jungkook!” You breathed. A few seconds later Jungkook came as well releasing his warm seed straight into you.

He sat next you as he tried to catch his breath. “So did I complete it?” You shrugged at him. He nodded his head. “Fine. But there’s one thing. You forgot to scream that I’m the golden maknae when you came.” You stared him right in the eyes and a smile plastered on your face. “You didn’t deserve it.”

“You’re kidding me!”

“It was alright not the best. I’ll probably be able to walk tomorrow.” He looked at you shocked.

“What?”

“Sorry Kookie. You’ve failed you’re not the golden maknae.” You quickly put your clothes back on and ran outside before he could say anything. You laughed to yourself as you walked out the building. “Y/n!” You looked up to see Jungkook in the window. “Let me prove myself, how about round two?”

Anon request-hey hey can i request for a jungkook fluff with this prompt –> “yes she may be a bitch but she’s /my/ bitch” heheheh

Genre-Fluff

Member-Jungkook

“Look who it is. Miss I think I’m great and prettier than everyone else!” You rolled your eyes. He always says that every time you walk in through the gates. The sad part was the fact that he would wait for you to arrive just to say that. The only reason you knew this was that one time when your were running late and the bell had already gone he was still there waiting. “Why are you not in class?”

“Because, look who it is. Miss I think I’m great and prettier than everyone else!”

“Jackass. By the way no ones here you weirdo and besides someone told me there’s always a bit of truth in everything we say.”

“Well…ermmm, that’s stupid.” Anyway, he was a jackass and you had now grown accustomed to his jackassery. “Good one jackass!” You put your thumbs up at him and then when you walked passed him you put your middle finger up towards him while he wasn’t looking. The worst part of your hatred towards each other was that everyone started to hate you because you were always rude to the popular boy. Yep you guessed it. Jeon Jungkook. Every girl wanted him every boy wanted to be him. The usual. Just like any popular boy and of course he has to pick on someone, unfortunately that someone had to be you. It only happened because he banged into you and he had the audacity to ask for an apology. Of course you didn’t give him what he wanted, and you never will.

Nobody spoke to you apart from one person that was Jungkook. Other than that everyone stayed far away from you because they knew if they spoke to you or even stood next you, Jungkook would never speak to them or even look at them ever again, well that’s what they thought. You didn’t mind though, the whole lot of them were idiots. No where near enough as intelligent as you to even speak to you and that was a fact. Although everyone hated you, they never said anything hurtful to you or did anything to you, they knew that was Jungkook’s job and Jungkook’s job only. “Hey y/n! Why are you walking so fast? You’re not trying to run away from me are you? Y/n!!!!”

“Oh my god! What! What do you want?”

“I just wanted to talk to you y/n.”

“What is it Jungkook?”

“I’m still waiting for my apology.” He said with the biggest grin you could ever imagine. You continued to walk until someone banged into you and it wasn’t a familiar body. You crashed to the floor with a thump, gaining everyone’s attention. You looked up surprised not to see Jungkook for once. It was the popular girl, Regina. She hated you with a passion and until today she had never said a word to you. “Watch where you’re going. Bitch!“ You were about to say something but someone else interrupted you and this time it was a familiar voice, unfortunately. “Hey what was that for?”

Part 3 of heartbreak hotel. Go read the other parts if you haven’t already! I really hope you all are enjoying the series! I’ve been working hard on it, so I hope it is good. I will be updating everyday at 10pm UK time. Come and MESSAGE ME! I’d love to hear about what you all think of the series. ENJOY~

Jungkook x reader (Mentions all the members).

Genre-Everything

Warnings-Swearing

~Part 1~ ~Part 2~

“Y/n, hi!” You stared at the person in front of you, recognising their face. “H…hi?” You looked at them as they smiled slightly. “You don’t remember me do you?” You shook your head and he sat down on one of the swings and you followed, sitting down on the other swing. “I’m Jimin…” Your eyes grew wide as you start to remember the events that happened last night. “Jimin…” You muttered to yourself.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. You felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned around. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing! Shoving your tongue down my boyfriends mouth!” Her fist and your eye made contact causing you to hit the ground. “Sabrina! What are you doing here?” Jimin said as he crouched down to assist you. “Jimin baby!” He raised his hand at her, signalling for her to stop. “Stop Sabrina!” You got up on to your feet, with the help of Jimin and some other man. “I think you and Sabrina need to talk. I’ll go take care of y/n.” You looked to your side to see who the other guy was and to your surprise it was Jungkook. “Jungkook! What are you doing here?” You had your arm draped around his neck but your feet weren’t moving so he carried you bridal style out of the club. “The same reason why you’re here. I’m guessing.” You hummed slightly. You could feel your eyelids getting heavier and soon they shut.

You woke up once you reached the destination and you could feel something coming up. “I think I’m gonna puke!” You manage to say as the sick begins to make its way up. You get out of the car and go to the side of the road. Being drunk, you managed to get it all over yourself. You looked up as the tears rolled down you cheek and you saw the sign flickering once again. “Hey lets go inside and clean you up.” Jungkook said as he helped you go in. Once you reached a room he came in to give you a white t-shirt to wear since you didn’t have any other clothes with you. But instead he found your figure collapsed on the bed. He didn’t want to leave you lying in your own puke, but he didn’t want to take advantage of you. So he asked one of the cleaners to help you change. After that, he tucked you in and left a surprise for you in the morning on the bed side table. “Can you get this dry cleaned?” He asked one of the workers before he left you to rest.

“Hey y/n!” You looked at Jimin who had his hand placed on your knee. “I am truly sorry. Sabrina is a long story and she can be quite jealous sometimes.” You could tell how he was genuinely sorry and you placed your hand on top of his. “It’s fine don’t worry about it. Is she your girlfriend?” He shook his head. “No she is my ex, sort of.” You noticed that Jimin was fidgeting a lot and that his glance kept flicking to you and then to somewhere else. You followed where he was looking and noticed the same all black car that was parked outside the other day. “It’s fine Jimin. Don’t worry about it.” You narrow your eyes at the car, trying to figure out who was in it. “I think I’ll get going now.” He watched as you left the park. “Errrm…ok.” You hid behind a big oak tree as you watched a confused Jimin scratch his head before he started to move towards the SUV. You saw him point in the direction you left as he spoke to the person who was in the car. You just about managed to see who it was despite the fact they were wearing sunglasses. Jungkook.

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You pulled up at Tiffany’s house and honked the horn. Tiffany came out with a surprised and confused look on her face. You stepped out swinging the keys on your index finger as you rested on the bonnet. “Do you like it?” She stood there for a moment before speaking. “What? What’s this for? How? A Bugatti?” You smiled impressed with yourself. “Yeah! It saves us walking and now we don’t have to call a taxi every five seconds.” She circled the car and looked inside. “But won’t it be more expensive to buy this than getting a taxi.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Maybe.” She continued circling around it, her fingertips dancing on the metal. “But how did you afford it?” You mentally slapped yourself, realising you almost blew your cover. “Ermmm…it’s a company car! How else would I afford it?” You laughed nervously as you scratched the back of your neck. Lie number 6. “Do you wanna drive it?“

“No!” She said, her eyes grew wide. “Tiffany I’m sorry, I shouldn’t…” She ran inside and you followed. “Tiffany! I don’t know what I was thinking I’m sorry.” You quietly spoke to the back of her head. She turned around, tears threatening to spill. “It’s fine. I…I…” You pulled her into a hug and stroked her hair trying to comfort her. It had been a year since the accident. “It was my fault…” You cut her off and looked at her eyes, grabbing her face gently. “No. It wasn’t. Stop blaming yourself.” Her tears cascaded down her cheeks. “It was! If I didn’t distract him. If I didn’t fight with him…maybe…he would still be here today!”

“It wasn’t your fault…” She looked away from you as she scrunched her eyes releasing more tears. “The crash…it was my fault y/n. I know it was. We argued in his final moments. I’m a terrible person! I’m sorry.” She left the room and you sat down and ran your hand through your hair. You weren’t sure how you were going to ask Tiffany but you knew you had to.

She came down stairs after half an hour because you called her down. “What…” She stopped when she saw your suitcase beside you. “You’re not leaving are you?”

“Yeah. It’s not because of you. I’m going to go travel around South Korea for a bit.” Lie number 7. She didn’t say anything. “Thank you for letting me stay.” Still nothing. “I know I shouldn’t leave you right now, especially now but…”

“No go. It’s fine. But make sure you come back and say bye.” You plastered on a smile and hugged her. “I will.” Lie number 8. You grabbed your bag and smiled again. You opened the door but turned to face her again. “Oh before I forget. I just wanted to ask you something.”

“What?” She looked worried like she had something to hide. “You know after he passed away…” You hesitated a little. Did you really want to know the truth? “You didn’t pay a visit to the Heartbreak Hotel did you?” She looked at you with wide eyes. “What! No! Why would you ask?” She looked down and fiddled with her top.

“Because you knew so much about it and when I asked people around here, they said it was a friendly hotel that only foreigners go to. So tell me. Did you go?”

“N…no!”

“You’re lying.”

“Y/n I’m not. I have never been!”

“But you did go. With her didn’t you?” You said as the tears started to build up. You looked straight into your best friends eyes and all you saw was guilt.

“With who?”

“You know.” You stepped out and slammed the door. How could she pretend like she didn’t know anything. You ran straight to your car and tossed your bags in the back. You saw Tiffany step outside and she mouthed ‘sorry’ as her cheeks glistened with the familiar tears from earlier before. You stepped hard on the pedal and disappeared.

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“Can I have another one?” You requested to the bartender. You were swallowing your pain with every drink that you guzzled. How could Tiffany do that? You placed your head in your hands as you remembered you little trip to Busan.

“Dara hi can I come in?”

“Y/n. What are you doing here?”

“Are you not happy to see me?”

“Y…ye…yeah of course!”

“Great so can I come in?”

“No!” She said suddenly. “I mean…I’m going out right now. So…”

“That’s fine. I’ll only be a couple of minutes.” Before she could say anything else you had stepped inside. You scanned the house trying to decipher your surroundings. It was one of your many talents but reading people’s faces was your speciality. That’s why you were always sent to interrogate people, you could always tell when they were lying, like a natural instinct.

You took a sip of the drink that she placed in front of you. Both of you sat there in silence. She was twiddling her thumbs whilst you just watched her. You sighed, deciding to break the silent room. “Look. I just want you to answer a few questions, alright?” She nodded her head, not making any eye contact with you. “Ok. So when did you go to the Heartbreak Hotel?”

“I don’t know what that it.” She stated and you narrowed your eyes at her.

“You’re telling me you’ve never been.” You said trying to clarify what she meant.

“I’ve never been to Seoul.”

“Wait. You said you don’t know what the Heartbreak hotel is?”

“I know what I said!” She said this time finally making eye contact with you.

“But how did you know it was in Seoul?” She stared at you without blinking. “So how about we cut the crap and you just tell me everything!”

“Fine you want to know!” She shouted finally cracking. “We wanted to cheer up Tiffany after the accident occurred, so we decided to go out. We saw the hotel and we heard the music blasting, so we went in. We got drunk. Very drunk and we did things we regret.” She paused and took a deep breath. “We were in one of the hotel rooms when we heard shouting and screaming. We went to the door and I don’t remember what happened.”

“What! Why?” You questioned. She couldn’t just stop there.

“Well…one minute we’re in the hotel room, the next we’re tied up in a dark basement.”

You lifted your head up to see a man sat next to you. “Hi.” He said. You stared at the stranger who seemed familiar. “Hi.”

“I’m Yoongi and you are?” It wasn’t his face that was familiar, it was his voice.

“Yeah. But be quiet, we’re not allowed to disturb her.”

“I’m y/n.” You said as you took another sip of your drink. “Well y/n, can I ask you a question?” You hummed in response. “What’s a pretty girl like you, doing here all by yourself?” You shrugged your shoulders as you stared down at your drink, misery washing over your face. “I don’t even know.”

“Well I’m sure when you go home and get some rest you’ll be fine.”

You chuckled derisively. “Yeah if I knew what home was.”

“Oh you don’t have anywhere to stay?” You shook your head. You were the one who wanted to leave but you knew if you had stayed with her, you probably would’ve ended up killing her. Like you nearly did with Dara.

“And…I can’t do this.”

“Well you’re gonna have to if you want to still live.” You said growing tired of her stopping.

“Calm down. It’s hard you know…”

“Just spit it out already!”

“They asked us where we were from. I said Busan. Then they asked if I was a citizen and I said yes. They did the same for the other two. They released me and Tiffany.”

“But three of you went in.”

“I know! I know there was three of us! I fucking know! Look I don’t know what you want y/n.”

“I want you to tell me where the fuck she is! I want you to tell me why you left her! I want you to tell me what sort of place that is! Go on tell me! Tell me!” You screamed in her face as you grabbed hold of her.

“I’m sorry y/n. I’m so sorry. They told us if we tell anybody that they would kill us. I wanted to help. I swear!” She sobbed. You loosened your grip on her and finally you let go as you took a few steps back.

“You know what disgusts me. The fact you didn’t get help. The fact you left her. The fact that when we called and asked you how she was, you told us she doesn’t want anything to do with us. That she hates us and she’s going to stay in South Korea. That’s what hurts me the most. I would kill you right now in a heartbeat.” You slammed the door and kicked it.

“Hey you can stay at the Heartbreak Hotel. As one of my guests.” He beamed snapping you out of your daze.

“No I can’t. That’s too much.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I’m one of the owners.” I know you are you thought to yourself.

“Sure why not.” You said coming to a sudden realisation. “Great! I’ll see you there.” He left the bar and through the window you saw him walk to a black SUV. He wasn’t alone. He spoke to the person in the car and finally they were off. You just managed to see the person but you could have guessed it as well. Jungkook of course. The only way to find her was to actually get inside.

Here is part 2 of heartbreak hotel like I promised. Go read part 1 if you haven’t already! I really hope you all enjoy the series! I’ve been working hard on it, so I hope it is good. I will be updating everyday at 10pm UK time. Come and MESSAGE ME! I’d love to hear about what you all think of the series. ENJOY~

Jungkook x reader (Mentions all the members).

Genre-Everything

Warnings-None

~Part 1~

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The next day Tiffany had decided to take you out shopping and you couldn’t refuse. She took you to really fancy shops that you certainly couldn’t afford, well you could but you had to pretend like you couldn’t. You didn’t want Tiffany to know anything but she already did know something, unfortunately. “So where do you want to go and eat?” Tiffany asked as she swung the shopping bags back and forth. You shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know. What’s good around here?” She ran to a small restaurant and pointed at it. “This place is so good!” You looked at her confused and shook your head. “Doesn’t that place only serve salads?” You say remembering it. “Yeah how’d you know?” You swallow harshly as you tried to come up with a reason. “Well, I can see the people inside eating only salad, so I’m just guessing.” Lie number 4. Tiffany brushed it off and carried on walking.

You remembered that place from all the photos she used to send you. Salads, exercising and clubbing was all she ever used to do. She was a health enthusiast unlike you who is completely the opposite. You wish you could be more like her, always energetic. You still hope she’s like that now.

After you and Tiffany finally found a place to eat, you were going to head home. You couldn’t help but feel like you were being watched the entire time and you’re pretty sure you were. “Hey does it feel weird?”

“What do you mean?” You glanced around the mall before looking at her and whispering, “It’s like we’re being watched.” She broke out into hysterical laughter as she slapped your arm. “I’m being serious Tiffany!” She calmed herself down before she looked at you. “You’re so funny y/n. Seriously you’re crazy. Why would anyone watch us? We’re not that interesting.”

“Speak for yourself Tiff.” You continued making your way out and you caught a glimpse of a familiar looking guy with bright red hair who was staring directly at you. Before you could look properly Tiffany had already dragged you out. Once you reached the house you went straight in and peeped through the window. You saw an all black car with black tinted windows park up at the house opposite to yours. “Hey Tiff! Who’s car is that?” You looked at her and she hummed in response as she walked over to see what you were looking at. You stepped aside to let her see and she looked at you and smiled. “Is this another one of your jokes?” Your eyebrows knitted together as you tried to comprehend what she meant. You looked outside and saw the car had disappeared. “Bu…but I swear…I…” She tapped your back and left you in your state of confusion. Maybe you were just being paranoid. Maybe.

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Before you knew it the sun had set and it was already 10 o'clock. “Y/n do you want to go out?” You finished the sentence you were on and moved your eyes from the book to Tiffany. “Ermmm…like where?” She stood there, completely dumbfounded by the fact that you were acting like it wasn’t a Friday night. “A club. Come on it’s Friday night and the feeling’s right!” You groaned and threw your head back. “You go without me.” She grabbed your arm trying to pull your slumbered figure up. “No!! Come on! Pleeeeaaaase!” You opened your eyes and groaned in defeat. “Fine.”

You both got out the taxi. The cold air hit your bare arms causing little goosebumps to form. You looked at the club before you and you could hear the music faintly. As soon as Tiffany paid the driver you made your way into the club and the music rang in your ears. The smell of sweat and alcohol washed over you as you were pushed deeper in. Making your way through the sea of people you finally made it to the bar. You latched on to the side to secure your balance. “Let’s get shots!” Tiffany screamed over the music and you nodded your head. One after another you both downed each one. “Take it easy y/n!” You slammed the last glass down and cheered. “Whoo!! Let’s get another round!” The bartender started pouring more. You looked beside you and saw a guy trying to talk to her but she wasn’t having any of it. You gave her a look and she pleaded with her eyes. “You’re the one who wanted to come here! Go.” She shook her head. “I’m not…I’m going to the bathroom.” You tried to grab her hand but she left. You understood why she didn’t want to date but she had to move on.

“Hello!” Someone said from behind you. Slowly turning around you were met by a handsome man. He had bright orange hair and he smelt really nice. “Hi!” You said as you turned around to get another shot. He sat next to you and you offered him a glass which he took. You both swallowed the liquid and you could feel yourself getting more drunk after each glass. “What’s your name?” You asked and he smiled slightly embarrassed that he didn’t ask first. “Jimin and you are?”

“Y/n!” You looked at him trying to remember where you had seen him before. “Have we met before?” He shook his head. “No I don’t think so. I mean if we did, I would’ve definitely remembered you.” You could feel the pink colour flush your cheeks as they started to heat up. “Let’s dance!” He said grabbing your hand and pulling you to the dance floor. You were pressed up against his chest leaving hardly any space between the two of you. You swayed your hips as his hands trailed down your sides and finally placing themselves on your lower half. You looked up at him and he wiggled his eyebrows. You weren’t sure if it was your natural instincts or the alcohol in your system but you closed the remaining gap between you and locked your lips with his. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. You felt a tap on your shoulder and then everything went black.

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You opened your eyes as you tried to adjust to the light. You looked around and quickly sat up. You placed your hand on your forehead, the aftermath of your wild night finally catching up with you. You tried to remember what had happened but you couldn’t recall anything. Taking in your surroundings, you realised you weren’t in your pink cave at Tiffany’s house instead you were in a pristine, all white and cream room. Where were you? You noticed a glass of water with tablets on the bedside table with a note attached to it.

For your hangover! Xx P.S. Sorry about the eye.

“Yeah I think he brought her here last night. She puked everywhere and did you see her eye! Sabrina was not happy.”

“He’s already brought her here!”

“Yeah. But be quiet, we’re not allowed to disturb her.”

They walked away and you sat down. It made sense why you weren’t wearing your clothes, you could smell the puke that surrounded you. You put your head in your hands trying to think of what to do next. You looked at the window. That was your only hope. Before you left you tried to find your dress and shoes and to your luck it was on the side and it seemed to have been dry cleaned as well. You placed the t-shirt on the bed and you slipped on the dress and grabbed your shoes. Sliding the window upwards, you stepped out with one leg on to the metal landing and the other leg joined shortly after. Making your way down the fire escape you finally made it down. You put your shoes on and looked at the building you were staying at, hoping that it would jog your memory. You took a step back and saw a familiar sign once again.

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“Y/n?” Tiffany said as she walked into the kitchen. The aroma of freshly made pancakes filled the room. “Morning! I made pancakes!” You said as you turned around holding the stack on the plate in your hands. You saw her slouch in the chair as she placed her head down gently. “I’m surprised your so alive.” You smiled, as the pain in your head still buzzed. “I’m barely surviving.” You joined her and placed your head on the table too. She raised her head and looked at you. “What happened to your eye? Did you get into a fight? Where’d you go last night?” You closed your eyes trying to come up with an excuse. “I banged into something and then I went for a walk alone and then I came home.” Lie number 5. “I’ll get you some tablets.” You said trying to change the topic.

After resting with Tiffany you decided to go for a real walk, this time, alone, to gather what actually happened last night but that wasn’t the only reason why you had to leave the house. Pretending everything was alright was tough. How could she? You made your way to the park and sat on the swings as you rocked back and forth. All you could remember was drinking with Tiffany and then blank. Deciding it was hopeless, you were about to leave the park until you banged into someone. “Oh sorry, I didn’t…” You looked up at the person in front of you.

“Y/n, hi!”

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