Guns and Roses

Chapter No 43

y/n pov 

I opened my eyes and shut them back instantly, with the sun shining right in my face. I turned to the other side and felt the blanket slide off of me surrendering me to the little morning cold. I tried pulling it back up but it felt as if I was too entangled in it and... quite weirdly at that too. 

I just gave up as I sat straight and was greeted with another new thing. headache. as if someone was digging nails into my head. ugh, just what was happening? turning to the side table for a glass of water I was met with emptiness, just the lamp on it. 

staggering I got out of bed and opened the door taking the support of the walls and the stair railings. I went downstairs hoping to run into Mrs. yoon or someone else. as I came into the kitchen I saw a hooded figure standing in front of the stove.

no wait two figures. what--

as I sat down on the stool on the kitchen island the figure turned around giving its identity of being a man. I squinted my eyes at him my vision, was so hazy I could be mistaken for someone gone blind without glasses.

"j--jungkook... you... when did you grow a twin?"

I heard a faint chuckle before a bowl was slid in front of me. I didn't even know what nonsense I was spouting as I held my head trying to somehow stop the pain. I looked at him again as he passed me a glass of water which I downed in one go, my parched throat feeling a little better. 

As the liquid went into my system waking it up a little, my vision somewhat steadied. I stared at the man again who stood leaning at the counter looking at me somewhat worried. 

"yeah sure there is only one of you alright... having two of you would be the death of me."

taking a deep breath I picked up the spoon taking a sip of the soup I was presented with as my mind whirred to wake itself up. jungkook came up beside me as she gently took my hair out of my face, which seemed to fall in my food, tied them in a ponytail at the back, and then sat right next to me.

"you shouldn't have had that much if you couldn't handle it."

"hm, thanks for reminding me of the self-control. not everyone is as good as you."

"how do you know?"

"I'm only... assuming that you're good at it"

 I met with the ultimate fate of talking while eating as his hand immediately came to my back stroking gently as I coughed hysterically, choking. 

"easy love, relax...here." 

gulping the glass of water again I clumped back on my seat as jungkook kept rubbing my back which started to hurt by now. what was happening to me? it's not like I never had alcohol before but the after-effects were never this much, well, that is another truth that I never let myself get drunk. seems like jungkook noticed it too as to why he asked.

"was this your first time getting drunk? it shouldn't be this bad.... what was the drink again." 

I took in a deep breath putting my spoon down squinting my eyes trying to remember what had happened last night when I was out with Riya. not much came to mind but I could vaguely remember her ordering drinks as her voice came from a far out corner of my mind.

"was it.... vod-"

before I could finish my sentence, the contents rushing to my mouth had my eyes widened as I made a beeline for the bathroom.

author pov

the moon accompanied the night with stars, as the silent breeze knocked on the windows disturbing the silence. the lady lay comfortably with her head in her husband's lap as he sat there humming a sweet melody his fingers running through her hair, his eyes gentle on her though alert in any case of discomfort.