Touch.

13.

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"Hyung! I'm heading out! I'll see ya later."

Jungkook shouted, from the living room.

"Alrighty!."

Jimin managed, wincing at the loudness of his own voice.

"I fucking hate hangovers, how did you recover so fast!?."

Jimin asked, he heard Jungkook laughing from the living space, and then the door opened and closed.

Jimin sighed, getting up from the bed, he had a headache patch placed on his forehead.

Water.

He muttered, walking over to the fridge and grabbed a cold water bottle.

Ring Ring Ring

His phone begin ringing, he winced at the annoying ringtone he had on it, pulling it out his pocket, and placing it to his ear.

"Hello."

He greeted.

"Jimin. . . Can I come over I need to talk to you?."

Taehyung's voice came from the other end.

"Yeah?."

He said, taking another sip of water.

"Okay, I am on my way up."

The younger said, Jimin giggled.

"If you were already here why didn't you just come up?."

He asked.

"I don't know."

The doorbell rang, and Jimin hung up his phone going over and unlocking the front door.

***

"Hey~"

Jimin greeted, taking the males appearance in.

Taehyung was always handsome, but today he looked like he was coming down with a cold or something.

"You look like shit, no offense."

Jimin said, giggling a bit.

Tae smiled.

"I feel like shit."

He replied, stepping inside the house.

He walked over to the sofa planting himself on it, and letting out a long loud sigh.

"Jiminie."

He whined.

"Hm?."

Jimin asked sitting next to him.

"I really really fucked up last night..."

Tae replied, trailing off.

He shifted his eyes to his hands, and entwined his own fingers.

"What do you mean?."

Jimin asked, looking up and his friend.

"I wasn't sure if I should tell you, but you are my bestfriend and I trust you completely."

Tae said, slowly meeting Jimin's eyes.

"What happened?."

The older asked, his smiling face now turning serious.

"Namjoon Hyung and I slept together...."

Tae said trailing off, too afraid to make eye contact with Jimin.