"good morning, charming," a man's voice, hoarse from recent awakening, surprisingly cheerful. you haven't even seen this guy yet, but the puzzle has already completely formed in your head. he speaks english with his slight korean accent, but still feels more confident than anyone.

you came to korea for one thing - a vacation. a week where you can afford to let go of all the work chores and give yourself a break, enjoying the new culture and company of the korean woman you met on Instagram. but you broke up as soon as you got more than five shots of tequila and the fun went to a new level. twenty minutes later, some guy was hugging you, keeping you from falling. an hour later, you were sitting in his car and he was kissing you.

it's a pity that you don't remember all this.

jungkook falls on the bed next to you, his hair is wet as he buries his face in your neck, rubbing his nose.

"yesterday you repeated a hundred times that you have to get up no later than 12, why do you lie here?" he laughs.