He knows it's not the right time to ask what happened yesterday but he needs to know. 

So totally absent-mindedly he asks, 

"What happened last night?" 

The question takes you a back and thank goodness you didn't have any food in your mouth ready to gulp it down otherwise you'd be choking right now. 

"What?"

"Last night," he makes a small pause, "what happened?" 

You set the sandwich on your plate and  lean back on your seat while giving him a suspicious look. 

More irritation builds up inside you as you think that the jerk drank so much he doesn't remember last night's events. 

Dumbass. 

Maybe you can toy with him a little bit just so he learns his lesson and also as revenge for forcing you to talk with his mother. 

That small amount of time you talked with her was so awkward. 

You're not even friends with him, why the heck did he do this?

You don't have your mother talk to any kind of person around your circle. 

That's for close friends only. 

"Why should I tell you?" you ask giving him an indifferent face expression while taking the sandwich back in your hands as you bring it close to your mouth to take a biter out of it. 

"Because I don't remember everything?" he asks as he looks at you with confused yet hopeful eyes. 

His mind is all blurry and baffled and he knows you're probably too pissed to talk to him but since he has already asked he might as well fight for the information. 

"What makes you think I'll tell you?" you ask furrowing your eyebrows in a bossy way. 

This takes him aback. 

This is the very first time you refuse him something when he's in absolute and obvious need as well as helplessness. 

Up until a while ago the two of you had no connections. He'd just throw his shade whenever he got the chance, you'd ignore him or fight back to put him back in his place when he would get too close to the line. And that was it. Nothing else. No more interaction between the two of you. 

You never needed help from each other or an advice or anything else. 

And now? 

In a matter of a few weeks after you agreed to help Eun-bi and the boys with the song, you have managed to fall asleep next to him several times, get in a fake relationship with him, a and go to a party with him ending up having to take care of his drunk ass. 

Some of these times Jimin has asked for your aid, and even those that he didn't ask you offered on your own to help him. 

For example, he asked for your help with the Chae-Rin situation you didn't take long to agree on the plan. You didn't give it a second thought when you covered him with a blanked at your mini studio in your apartment after he had watched a thriller movie and couldn't sleep alone afterwards. 

He didn't ask you to keep him some breakfast the morning after the Sleepover, even if he had spiced the spaghetti SeokJin offered you. 

And most recently, he didn't ask you to bring him to your house after the party when he got wasted. 

So yeah, it's safe to say that Jimin has been given your aid many times, and he got used to it. 

Nearly took it for granted. 

Keyword: nearly. 

He still is cautious about you. 

Yet again, it strucks him in shock that you refuse to tell him the events of last night. 

At some point he gets frustrated at your actions, after all he deserves to know what he did. 

He needs to know if he did or said something stupid and could possibly regret it. 

If something likewise has happened then he needs to know the soonest so as to fix it as soon as possible, if it is fixable. 

"Aaah, just tell me!" he exclaims, he still hasn't began eating his soup and you notice. 

His attitude towards you is not something that gives you pleasure, instead it irritates you more. 

You're not planning on keeping him behind the blinds for long, you'll just keep him there until your anger towards him fades away. 

But since his actions are not really helping at your irritation towards him fading away, he will have to wait longer. 

You might as well leave him remember them on his own if he continues like this. 

"Eat your soup, it'll get cold," you say unemotionally after you've gulped down the last piece of your sandwich. 

Your ignorance towards his demands angers him more. He's not going to have this. 

He'll play fire with fire. 

In retaliation he sits up, takes the spoon out of the bowl, leaves it on the table.  Then he takes the blue bowl with the hot soup in his hands walks to the sink and pours the soup you made for him in it. 

You look at him closely as he does this and you raise an eyebrow in surprise. 

As he pours the soup slowly in the sink he slowly turns his head to look at you and he gives you a badass look as if he's trying to say 'I don't need your fucking soup' 

He's hungover and yet again he doesn't hesitate to do what it takes to set you off edge. 

But since you don't want to give in and let him win you continue the little game, "And that is supposed to hurt or anger me?" you ask giving him an uninterested and bored face expression. 

A true fact is that yes, his action annoyed you a lot and maybe just tiny bit hurt you, but that hurt can not be recognized as it is covered by the anger inside you. 

"I'm leaving," he says after he sets the bowl on the counter after all the soup is poured out. 

This phrase catches your ears and it makes you want to face palm. 

You watch Jimin as he walks out of the kitchen and probably towards your room to gather his stuff. 

He is an absolute idiot. 

A statement which might seem true. 

Truly, how can he leave? 

He woke up only a while ago, he hungover, which means that he could throw up again at any moments, he has a massive headache,  he is sensitive to brightly light (and guessing from the weather report today is a sunny day at Seoul), and he can pass out at any moment. 

This dude... Seriously... 

You sigh as you sit up from your seat and walk back to your room, when you enter you expect Jimin to be searching around for his phone and other belongings, however, that is not the case. 

He fell on the bed face front, one leg is half hanging by the edge of the bed along with the matching hand. 

Your mind first goes to the thought that he fainted and passed out, but then you notice that his back is rising up and down, matching his slower breathing rhythm which means that he is asleep. 

You can't help but snicker at the view in front of you, "Pabo". 

You walk next to the bed and put his hanging leg on the bed. 

After you asure that he's asleep like a log, you attempt to turn him to the side to avoid choking himself, if his body decides to release some of the toxic it received last night, by vomiting. 

Turning him to the side is not an easy task. 

You, being a person that hasn't slept many hours--and those hours that you slept where very uncomfortable, your neck still hurts-- do not have a lot of strength at the moment, and let's admit it, that sandwich was not much of an energy giver. So, attempting to turn a male that has bigger mass than you and is so deep in his sleep he doesn't even realize you are trying to move him so he practically doesn't help you at all, is a hella difficult thing.

"Aah, you're an idiot you know that?" you mumble to yourself as you attempt to turn him to the side and after four times already you finally succeed. 

If we're being honest here, you should be feeling awkward for coming this close to Jimin and needing to grab him at several parts of his body, ( you may or may not have accidentally grabbed his butt), but given that he is asleep and doesn't realize a thing of what is going on ( if he did then he would have comprehended that you were trying to have him lie on his side so with a little push he'd turn on his own) releases a lot of weight from your shoulders because he won't know that you've had to touch him here and there. Your conscious is already burdened enough, you don't want his endless comments and teasing that you are sure would come if he were to know. 

After you catch your breath from the hard task of turning Jimin to the side you take covers and cover him with them. 

"I don't know why I'm helping, I really shouldn't," you mumble once again before you exit the room, slowly closing the door. 

Little do you know, that Jimin is a little sneaky bastard and only pretended to be asleep. 

He truly was asleep when you entered the room, but you woke him up with your first trial of trying to make him turn. And being the sneaky boy he is he thought of continuing to basically play 'dead asleep'  and that a few words about last night slip out of your lips. 

Oh, well he obviously did not get anything about what he asked you to tell him earlier, however he now has more ammo about teasing you. 

Especially when you accidentally grabbed his butt. 

Out of the blue something starts buzzing under his pillow after he comes back from the sudden baffled moment he searches with his hand under the pillow and he finds your phone under it. 

He brings it out and holds it in front of his face, once the screen lights up he is blinded by the brightness of it. 

He squints his eyes and nearly blinded searches for the brightness bar. 

After he finds it, seconds later, he brings it from a hundred to zero, and now since he can look at the screen he checks it and sees that Yoongi is calling you. 

Deciding to answer your phone he slides his thump across the screen and answers,  "Hyung?"  asks with his hoarse voice. 

"Y/N?" Yoongi asks from the other side finding it hard to believe that his friend has him such an awful morning voice. 

"It's Jimin, Hyung," Jimin corrects him with a strict voice and then he can hear is elder's hysterical laughter. 

"You're hungover, aren't you?" Yoongi asks sniffling his laughter because he got a yell from an-also-hungover Taehyung to shut up because he's making too much noise and his head hurts. 

"How do you know?" Jimin asks as he rubs his eye with his free hand. 

"Your voice gives it all away and also I was expecting you to get drunk after you went to the bar with Chae-Rin. What were you thinking when you went to the V.I.P room with her?" Yoongi says getting more serious after everyword. 

And now a new idea struck Jimin, maybe his Hyung known what happened after you and him left Cody and Chae-Rin hanging there with their mouths open. 

"I don't know, I was on my straight mind, anyways, do you know what happened after I returned down the first floor? " he asks 

"Everybody knows what happened. You don't remember? How much did you drink?"  Yoongi asks, taken aback by his dongseaeng's question. 

The first sentence that left Yoongi's mouth and found its way to his ear sets him on edge. 

What does Yoongi mean everybody knows? 

What does everybody know? 

What is he missing on? 

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