Yoongi woke up feeling really weird than his usual day. Except from his throbbing head caused by the hangover, he feels pretty light and relaxed. Did he went to a yoga session and forgot about it?

He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and go on about his day but he felt really sticky.

He thought that it wasn't that hot in his apartment today to have him sweat this much to the point that he can feel the uncomfortableness. He hates water more than anything, especially in the morning but ah well, might as well take a shower.

With the towel wrapped around his waist, he got out from the shower and went to the sink to brush his teeth  when he saw his reflection on the mirror. Blossoming red marks against his pale torso, almost covering all the area, his neck seems to be in the same condition.

He leans closer on the mirror to get a better look only to leave him shock and confused. How did this happen? Why would he have hickeys in such places. He scanned his whole body to make sure that it is what it looks like.

He moved the towel down a little bit and got a glimpse of his abdomen also with blossoming hickeys. He didn't dare go down any further. What did he do last night exactly to be in this horrible state?

He tried so hard to remember what had happened last night. Didn't he just went out with hoseok, Jin, and Namjoon to drink and celebrate hoseok's new clinic in Gwangju? His head aches even more from the process and bits of memories flashes back.

He was on a bed, pinned down by someone, and was a moaning mess.

He never imagined to see himself in that situation, helpless and vulnerable. Him? He's a fucking underground rapper for pete's sake. He's not a worldwide superstar but he's decently known within the community, so whoever harassed him is for sure a dead meat.

"Do you like that, hyung?" He remembered a voice, almost hearing it. He hates how his stomach tightens from a mere memory he can't distinguish.

Is he furious? Maybe. It's the first time in his entire life to be in this situation. Something inside of him was touched and he doesn't know what to do with it.

Those three bastards will have some explaining to do.

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He impatiently banged the door many times but no one's answering. Should he just kick this door open? He banged a few more and he can finally hear locks clicking on the other side of the door.

Namjoon opens the door with a blink of an eye, a gun pointed at yoongi just an inch away from his forehead.

Yoongi didn't even flinch from namjoon's action, he was so used to it.

"Hyung?!" Namjoon was surprised and quickly put the gun away from yoongi's face.

Yoongi's surge of anger is suddenly nowhere to be found, just namjoon's morning face and that dumb expression is enough for him to at least calm a little bit.

"Woah? Someone had a fun night. Who's the unlucky girl, hyung?" Namjoon grinned as he immediately notice the hickeys on yoongi's neck. He pulled yoongi inside, wrapping his arm around the grumpy man.

Yoongi didn't bother covering it up. He's more focused on finding out the truth.

"You'll get arrested for greeting people with that precious gun of yours." Yoongi shrugged namjoon away, after that flashback, he didn't know what to feel right now.

"I thought you were someone else by how much you almost break my door. What's up?"

"Well, I just came here to see what you're doing and explain to me what the fuck happened last night?" Yoongi sarcastically said.

"Why, did something happen?" Namjoon turned serious, sensing that the matter is not to be joked about.

"Just tell me. In details. What did we do last night?"

"Do we want to sit? No? Ok. Well, we had a drink, right? A little too much than usual, we went to a lot of bar. We got pretty drunk. But you're worse, you were rambling about hoseok leaving us behind. We also made a few scene, almost got arrested. Or should I say I almost arrested you. Good thing hobi and Jin-hyung did not drink much, they basically fucking saved our asses. Anyways, after all the chaos, Jin-hyung dropped me off and hobi said that he will take care of you, considering that you couldn't stand up by yourself *laughs*." Namjoon enjoyed the little story telling. But he's wondering what makes yoongi to be this shaken and serious.

After namjoon's story telling, it's slowly coming back to yoongi. Fragments of memories would flash one by one. But he still can't remember how he got home.

"Did he dropped me off at my place?" Yoongi sternly asks.

"Don't know, why're you asking me?Did he abandoned you on the road side for being annoying? Cause that would be funny. Coffee?." Namjoon marched his way to the kitchen, glancing  at the pile of unwashed dishes, he'll just mess with it later. He took two mugs out the drawer that will probably be ignored after use as well.

"Me? Annoying? Stop talking shit and talk about the actual conversation here. Don't bother, I'm not staying long." Yoongi went to the couch and sat down, waiting for namjoon to finish.

"You really were annoying last night hyung. Don't know why you're acting like that. You were all around him, you even threw up on his shirt hahahaha. I'm impressed he didn't got angry, that guy clearly looked up to you too much. His departure is a bittersweet but you, you even made the guy cry. *sigh* poor hobi. That guy is not good at handling his emotion well, and you managed to make it worse. I was starting to think that confession he did years ago was true *laughs*"