JUNGKOOK'S POV

I watched as V's eyes became droopy, and he began exhaling deeply. The sour taste still ligered in my mouth, making me cringe slightly. I got up and went to the bathroom, just so that I could rinse my mouth out, but I heard two knocks on the door. I raised my eyebrow, but glanced at the time and realised that it was just about dinner time. After washing my mouth, I quickly slipped on the boxers that were on the floor, not caring about who's they were. The knocking became more persistent, so I huffed and flung the door open, revealing both Namjoon and Jin. They covered their mouths, blushing furiously and giggling into their palms. I shook my head to the side, glancing over at V, watching how the blanket hung teasingly on his hips. I turned to face the pair in front of me, and they raised their eyebrows at me quizzically. Namjoon was first to lean forward, his lips close to my ear in an attempt to say something. Instead, he burst out laughing, sending Jin into a fit of giggles again, and I shrieked loudly, making V instantly shoot up.

"Jungkook?! Holy shit are-" V started, jumping up from the bed, the blanket dropping down his hips a little. He blushed wildly, realising his situation, before Namjoon and Jin peeked over my shoulders, their lips forming perfect circles.

"Namjoon-n... J-Jin... what are you doing here? Did I um... interrupt something?" V stuttered, going to sit on the bed, making sure the blanket didn't shift whatsoever.

"Oh... V! No... me and Jin believe we disturbed something! We apologise! We heard uhm... noises and well... decided to check but... nothing seems to be wrong here! We'll be off now! Please join us for dinner at our usual bench!" They both curtly bowed, and left the room howling with laughter. I twisted to face V again, watching how he buried his face into the covers. I cooed at how adorable he looked, and he turned to face me, his bangs falling in front of his eyes that were glazed with embarassment. The light pink that painted his cheeks made him look completely... beautiful. The way his eyes were slightly hooded, his pink lips parted letting out small puffs of air and the way his milky legs were revealed underneath the white covers. I walked over to him, casting off my baggy t shirt, watching how his eyes followed my every move. He bit his lip in anticipation, and I could tell that he was getting impatient due to the uneven rise and fall of his chest. He dropped the blanket off him, strolling up to wrap his arms around my neck, pulling me closer to him. I felt his fingers thread themselves through my hair, as he tugged me closer so that our lips met in a deep kiss. I wrapped my hands around his waist, before giving his ass a small squeeze. He moaned quietly into my mouth, but a knock at the door interrupted us.

"Get the hell out! I'm not going in there!"

"Neither am I!"

I sighed at the two voices, V confirming them as Suga and Hoseok. We both broke away, V noticing how he was naked from the waist down; smirking and casually moving to grab his clothes, I snuck a quick peek at his ass, before stripping down and redressing into fresh boxers. V had also rapidly changed into new clothes, gripping my arm tightly and dragging me out of our room. I locked the door, chuckling at him being adorable, which was returned with a hard punch to my shoulder. I pouted playfully at him, which made V press a swift kiss on my lips. I laughed at him, but was interrupted by a loud cough. We both turned to see who it was, my breath escaping my lungs.

Jimin.

"Jimin... Hi! How was the date? Mark is a nice guy, no? I hope it-"

"Shut up, Kookie," he slurred.

"Jimin are you dr-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU DAMN BRAT!" He yelled at me. Jimin never really yelled at me before, we had agreed never to raise our voices at each other angrily. This time was different however, his eyes were dark and his lips were moulded into an angry frown, voice laced with thick venom. I was easily scared, but V had wrapped his arms around me protectively, his eyes glinted with worry. He let go of me, cautiously stepping towards Jimin. "Jimin... are you drunk? Why? Come here, let's get you to bed? It will help, I promise," V attempted, but Jimin just glared at him, digging his finger into V's chest.

"Shut the hell up, you fucking slut. I will fucking kill you, and then piss on your damn corpse, for touching my best friend!" he screamed at V. V backed away carefully, but Jimin had shoved past him. He towered over me, eyes burning into my own. I whimpered at how forcefully he was gripping my wrists, but Jimin shoved me up against a wall. I glanced to see V on the floor, clutching his head and groaning in pain.

"V! V just stay there I-"

And before I could finish my sentence, I felt Jimin's lips on mine. The intense flavour of alcohol seeped into my mouth, but I just stood there; shocked. Jimin pressed his lips forcefully on mine, gripping my waist. I opened my eyes, to see V standing there, mouth agape and eyes watery. However, he grabbed Jimin's shoulders and yanked him off me, eyes filled with sadness. He pulled me into his chest, as I felt myself shuddering into his chest. V rubbed my back soothingly, and the last time I saw Jimin, was him stumbling down the corridor. V held me close, whispering comforting words into my ears.

I cried into V's chest. I admitted that I was scared.

I was scared of Jimin.