Jungkook's POV- 

I feel completely delirious.

That can't have been a dream. There's no way my subconscious could have conjured up those sensations.

What did he just do to me? I can't even keep my eyes open. I'm completely spent.

I have never experienced something as mind blowing as what he just did. The way he brought me to the edge then deprived me... Fuck.

I'm usually the dominate one. The top. But he made me want to submit and obey every word he said. He had me in the palm of his hand, literally and figuratively.

.......

"Kook? Kook... You need to wake up."

As I slowly come out of my deep slumber I can feel my body is aching. I attempt to find a better position to lay in but I don't think it's possible.

This couch is not the most comfortable thing to sleep on, plus I'm wearing my shirt. Realizing that makes me smile a little.

Even drunk me remembers to take my shirt off, so I must have really been out of it.

"Stop moving so much," I hear Yoongi's low chuckle and can feel the vibrations as the words are spoken.

That's when I realize my arms are wrapped around not a pillow but a person.

I lift my head, blinking my eyes to focus them and look around. I'm in the studio, on the couch using Yoongi as my pillow.

He's got his back rested on the arm of the couch, while I had my face snuggled into his hoodie with my arms wrapped around him. He's got his phone in one hand and the other combing through my hair.

"What time is it?" I ask groggily.

"Can you say that again please."

"What is the time?" I repeat.

"What?"

I lift my head to look at him to see if he has headphones in or something and that's why he can't hear me.

Instead I am met with a raised brow, the corner of his lips pulled up playfully, and his ears completely free of anything noise cancelling.

"You can hear me fine."

"Yes I can hear you. That's why I was asking you to repeat yourself. I like how your voice sounds when you've just woken up."

I flash him a lazy smile before I lay my head back in it's previous position and let out a heavy yawn.

"It's just past four in the morning but we need to go."

"Okay," I say as I start to sit up, rubbing my eyes.

"Okay?"

I nod as I stand up and make my way over to my bag to search through it for my hoodie. I take my t-shirt that I have on off before pulling the hoodie on.

I get the shirt put away in my bag before turning back towards the couch where I see Yoongi still seated as he looks up at me.

"You're not going to ask where we're going?"

"As long as I'm going with you that's all I care about," I say matter of factly.

"You are too good for me Kook." He stays seated as he slides his leg off the couch so both of his feet are flat on the ground. "I will tell you the plan anyway." He smiles.

"Yeol and I talked and we think it's fine to go back to the apartment. We are going to go back to mine for now and then next week we are going to start getting the new place furnished and you moved in there.

"You said that you already told Yeri that you were helping me and Irene already knows I am there so we're just going to lean into it. At least there we know where we stand and can possibly keep an eye on her. A 'keep your enemies close' type of deal."

"So this whole running away in the night thing was for nothing then." I say as I put my hands in my pockets.

"I wouldn't say so." He says as he stands up and walks to where his bag is set on the ground by his desk.

"You got to talk to Namjoon and, dare I say, had the best night sleep of your life." He looks up at me with a wink.

I look away from him as I know my cheeks are turning pink. Even though the only light in the room are from his computer monitors, I don't want him to see me flustered.

He grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder. "I had to ask Tae for a favor, which he agreed to before I even had to tell him what it was. He and Jimin drove past our building on their way home a few hours ago and said that the sidewalks around the building were basically empty.

"I've called the front desk and a security guard is going to meet at the door in the parking garage and let us in as that entrance is locked after hours. Are you ready to go?"

"I'm right behind you." I nod.

.......

That was three weeks ago.

I am now completely moved in to the new apartment. Yoongi enlisted Tae to do the interior decorating, which he was ecstatic about.

I am still working out with Yoongi what I am going to be doing in return for my housing, but I think I have him pretty convinced to just accept that we may be a cliché and keep me as his assistant.

We're not official or anything, but I am more than a supportive friend I would say.

I have gotten more school work and projects assigned that I take care of during the day, then I spend most of my nights at Yoongi's place.

He's been working on a new song with Namjoon, Hoseok and Supreme Boi and from what Yoongi has played for me it's really good.

Tae is obsessed with it, but that's not surprising.

Hoseok and Jimin have been talking and seeing each other since the dinner weeks ago. They are quite touchy with each other and it's hard to stomach sometimes but they're cute. Tae has kind of a hard time with them though.

Not because he doesn't like Hoseok, he loves him. And he surprisingly isn't as jealous as I thought he'd be that he gets most of Jimin's attention these days, but apparently Jimin and Hoseok aren't ones to lock or even close the door when Hoseok "sleeps"over.

Tae's asked to stay at my place a few nights now because he can't handle the two lovebirds.

Besides hiding at my house, Tae has also spent more time with Namjoon at the company talking about singing and music.

I have seen Namjoon in passing if I have gone to the company with Tae and Jimin to visit Yoongi and Hoseok but we haven't spoken at length. Just casual small talk.

I haven't seen Jin at all.

I had classes today and I am just getting off the elevator to head to my place when I see a gift box with a bow in front of my door.

I walk up to it, seeing it has a note. I crouch down, picking it up to read what it says.

Here's a little something to celebrate your new place. Enjoy!

The note is hand written. Neat, precise lines and swirls tracing out each letter.

I pick up the box, juggling it in my arms as I carry it inside with me.

It's not too heavy but the weight it does carry seems off balanced.

I leave my shoes, drop my bag by the door before walking to the counter.

After setting the box down I untie the bow so I can take off the lid.

Inside is a bottle of single malt whiskey and two glasses.

This is Yoongi's whiskey of choice. There's no question who this is from.

We haven't seen or heard anymore about her being seen in or outside of the building since that day weeks ago but obviously she has been keeping an eye on what's going on.

Still eyeing the box I take my phone out of my pocket and call Yoongi.

*RING* *RING*

"Yes?"

"Are you at your place by chance?"

"Not yet but I'm on my way. I'm about fifteen minutes out."

"Come to my place when you get in."

"Will do. See you in a bit."

I still don't know the full story, but I do know how nervous she makes Yoongi and that's not an easy thing to do.

That's enough for me to know she is not to be underestimated.