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and they were roommates - ch. 6

➸ pairings: jungkook x reader/taehyung x reader ➸ genre: strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, eventual angst, eventual smut, fluff, pretty much everything . college!jungkook AU, college!taehyung AU, tsundere! jungkook, warm personality taehyung, slowburn

➸ word count: 17.9k (yeEHHHH ALL FOR YOU GUYS) ➸ chapter summary: the one where everyone is oblivious as fuck to their own feelings ➸ chapter warnings: small mention/asking of domestic abuse, smut (finally), lots of y/n crying :(, asshole jungkook, stupid jungkook, stupid taehyung, adorable taehyung, slight y/n x namjoon 👀 ➸ series summary: it all started with a rejection from your longtime crush, jeon jungkook. you decided to confess to him on your last day of high school. after a harsh rejection and a rough summer dealing with the heartbreak, you were starting anew once your freshman year of college came. you were going to be sharing an apartment with two other roommates that you don’t even know. what a surprise you’re going to be in for once you find out it’s the one and only: jeon jungkook and kim taehyung.

ch. 1 | ch. 2 | ch. 3 | ch. 4 | ch. 5 | ch. 6

Monday morning rolls around, kicking off the final week of October. Halloween was just days away from now and you could practically taste all of the sugar from the candy and feel all of the cavities forming in your teeth once you, Taehyung, and Jimin binge on all of the Halloween candies while watching spooky movies that you all plan on watching together.

You were starting off your Monday with Hoseok and Yoongi, while drinking your pumpkin spiced lattes together outside, sitting on a table that was in front of your local Starbucks. “You haven’t truly experienced autumn if we haven’t tried Starbucks pumpkin spiced lattes at least once.” Hoseok took a long sip of his hot drink. “Shut up, Hoseok.” Yoongi groaned, rubbing his eyes. You snorted at that which caused Hoseok to look at you. “Why are you laughing? Isn’t this your first time having anything that wasn’t an iced mocha ever since the day we’ve met?” You rolled your eyes at Hoseok’s retaliation and just silently sipped on your latte.

“So how did the two of you spend your weekend? Other than leaving me alone so that the two of you could play videogames together til dawn.”

Yoongi smirked at you. “You’re just jealous that you have no one else to play video games with like we do.” You scoffed. “I don’t even like playing videogames in the first place!” you shot back, making Yoongi laugh at your annoyance with him. “We basically spent all Friday night chilling inside the PC cafe. Saturday and Sunday, I was just studying and working on my internships.” Yoongi finally answered.

“You’re such a nerd, Yoongi. So what I’m hearing is that all you did was play computer games and homework?” you teased, making Yoongi roll his eyes at you as his response. “I’ve been job-hunting all weekend. Literally, why is nobody hiring right now? We’re two months away from Christmas season! They should be hiring for seasonals or whatever.” Hoseok pouted and sighed. You perked up at the idea of looking for a job. “What kind of places have you been applying at?” You asked him.

“I’ve heard that servers make pretty good money, especially if they work at a really demanding and popular restaurant. They can practically pay off rent in Seoul from the amount of tips that they make.” Suddenly, Hoseok’s eyes grew into saucers. “I’m so dumb! Doesn’t your friend Taehyung work at that cafe down the street from campus? Do you think he could hook me up with a job?” Hoseok grabbed onto your arm and looked at you with his pleading eyes.

You shrugged and gave him an uneasy look. “I mean I could try and ask. Taehyung does make a lot of money from that job. It’s probably because he has such a suitable personality as a server.” You smiled. Hoseok gave you a teasing glare and nudged on your arm. “Look at you talking about his ‘suitable personality’. Are you falling in love with him yet?” You snorted at Hoseok’s crazy words and shook your head. “What? I’m just saying how Taehyung has the right personality to be a server! He knows how to make people feel comfortable and he’s genuinely a people person.” You went on to continue complimenting Taehyung’s personality. You certainly weren’t helping yourself to not make it seem as if you were drooling over him.

Hoseok’s teasing glare deepened and he looked at you with interest. “I see that you’ve certainly gotten to know his personality a lot more recently. What did you two do this weekend?” Hoseok wriggled his brows, causing Yoongi to playfully slap his chest.

You laughed nervously. “Hoseok, nothing went down between us. All we did was just hang out a lot with Jungkook and Jimin at this amusement park or whatever.” you said, nonchalantly. Yoongi and Hoseok’s eyebrows furrowed at the unfamiliar name of ‘Jimin’.

“Who’s Jimin?” Yoongi asked. “Oh! I forgot to mention about him to you guys. Jimin’s like Tae’s and Jungkook’s childhood best friend who’s gonna be staying with us for awhile. He just moved up here to Seoul from Busan.” you explained to the confused couple. Yoongi snickered at you, causing you to give him a bewildered look. “What?”

“You’re surrounded by so much dick, ___. How have you not gone feral yet?” Hoseok nodded in agreement with his boyfriend. You scoffed and let out a laugh. “Why does everyone expect sex to happen if a girl and a guy are living together? We’re literally all just friends!” You defended yourself. “Oh yeah? Then show us a picture of him.” Hoseok demanded. You sighed but obliged to his request either way. You went to Jimin’s Instagram profile that you had just recently began following a few days ago (due to him forcing you to follow him on all of his social medias) and scrolled to find his most recent selfie. Finally, you had found one.

“Here”.

It was a picture of Jimin laying down on a bed, with a dog sitting right next to him. It was taken back when he had been living in Busan. You shoved the picture in front of your two friends. Yoongi and Hoseok’s eyes immediately widened. “___! Are you stupid? He’s hot.” Hoseok exclaimed. You rolled your eyes at him and his words. “I just met him, Hoseok. I’m not the kind of girl that would immediately suck a guy’s dick just because he’s hot. He has to deserve it.” you winked at them, causing both boys to laugh at you. “Stop playing, __. You’re not the type to suck dick at all.” Yoongi laughed. “Maybe I’ve already sucked dick before; you’ll never know.” Hoseok squealed at your words and playfully slapped yout arms. “So? You never told us what went down during your weekend with your three boyfriends. How’d everything go?” Hoseok tried to re-focus on the previous conversation.

“Nothing, Hoseok. The day Jimin had arrived, the boys went off to go clubbing, remember? That was when I called you to come over. And then, suddenly Jungkook ended up coming back home and--,” you stopped yourself from continuing the sentence. You were unsure if you should tell Hoseok and Yoongi about the intimate conversation that you and Jungkook had shared that night. “He came back home and what?” Hoseok urged you continue.

“Um. He came back home and..we sort of just talked. Like regular human beings. We didn’t fight or anything.” You quickly summarized for them, not wanting to say a single personal detail. “What do you mean by ‘talked’?” Yoongi asked, leaning forward to listen to you intently. You shrugged. “I don’t know, we sort of like talked about some personal things going on in our lives and I gave him advice and all that. It felt really intimate.” You admitted, looking back into a distance as you reminisced those moments between you and Jungkook. Yoongi began to smile approvingly. “That makes me glad. I’m glad Jungkook finally found someone that he can act like an actual human being with emotions with.”

Hoseok laughed at him. “You act like you show emotions too, Yoongs. Both you and Jungkook act like you’re some dull, emotionless robots.” You and Hoseok laughed together as you nodded in agreement with his words. Yoongi rolled his eyes at that and ignored his boyfriend’s mocking words. “Anyways, I’m glad that Jungkook was able to open up with you about whatever was going through that little intelligent head of his. I don’t really wanna know what exactly he said to you or whatever, but I am happy to know that he’s let off some stress. The kid’s been acting so tense whenever we would be working together.” Yoongi informed you, a melancholy facial expression had taken over his pale face.

You felt at peace after hearing what Yoongi had to say about Jungkook. Yoongi was right. During the amusement park day, it seemed like as if Jungkook had let loose of whatever stress was eating him up alive and he allowed his outdoor surroundings to take over his body. You began to think if maybe his mother and his choice of major were the main causes of his previous stress.

“So, you didn’t bond more with Taehyung during the past weekend? You bonded with the other one instead? Disappointing.” Hoseok tsked. You gaped your mouth open at that. “Hoseok! Why are you trying so hard to force some unrealistic and nonexistent romance between me and Taehyung?”

Hoseok scoffs at you, annoyed with your obliviousness. “How have you not felt some sort of connection between the two of you? You guys are practically Han and Anna from Frozen; always finishing each other’s sentences and get excited over the littlest things and you both enjoy each other’s company like crazy.”

“But didn’t Han eventually betray Anna in the end?” Yoongi mentioned. Hoseok took a moment to reroute his thoughts and think of another analogy to compare the relationship between you and Taehyung. His silence had you quietly snickering, feeling satisfied that Hoseok had finally shut up about you and Taehyung for once.

“Whatever. You guys know what I mean. To sum it up, I’m Team Taehyung.” “What is this, Twilight? Are we seriously gonna battle over who ___ is best with?” Yoongi complained. “Yes.” Hoseok said. Yoongi sighed and softly chewed on his lower lip. “Well in that case, I’m Team Jungkook.”

You were cringing hard at these words. The fact that both boys are fighting over which guy should be the one for you was embarrassing and revolting at the same time. But that doesn’t mean that you weren’t completely against the fact that Yoongi is rooting for you and Jungkook. Maybe he actually sees something between the two of you. Maybe it isn’t just all in your head for once.

“Jungkook? Why ___ and Jungkook?” Hoseok recoiled. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, Hobi, but the kid’s a complete dickhead. He needs someone sweet and soft like ___ to completely neutralize his asshole-ness. Besides, the best couples are the ones who challenge each other to grow to be their best selves. I think he and ___ would be that kind of couple who aren’t gonna be afraid to call each other out on their bullshit and they’ll help each other grow into the best versions of themselves. Someone who can support and love you, especially the ugly side of you. The fact that ___ is still interacting and living with a hardheaded guy like Jungkook just shows that she’s a capable candidate to handle him.” Yoongi explained thoroughly.

Hoseok scoffed. “Capable candidate? What is this, The Bachelors or something?” you teased, finally speaking up. Yoongi’s words had your heart racing at about a thousands miles per second. Was what he said true? Are you someone who he seems is able to handle Jungkook at his good and bad? Is Jungkook the type of guy to be able to handle your worse and your best self? Would the two of you be the kind of couple that will uplift each other and allow each other to challenge yourselves? Is that even an important component in order to be in a successfully long-lasting relationship? Why is love so hard? Why is liking someone like Jungkook so hard?

“Okay well, I gotta go. I have a class that starts in about ten minutes.” you lied. You wanted to find a way to leave this conversation and leave the two boys who won’t stop squabbling over your oh-so-dramatic love life.

“You want us to walk you to class?” Yoongi asked. Your heart always warmed everytime Yoongi offered to walk with you to a certain place. “I’ll be fine, Yoongi. Thanks though.” you gave him a sincere smile and waved goodbye to the couple before heading off to your next “class” aka home.

. . .

You were welcomed to an empty apartment. An extremely messy and empty apartment. Having Jimin here was great and all, but he wasn’t exactly the cleanest guy around. He had spare boxers lying all over the living room, along with some dirty socks and some shirts that were thrown around. You assumed that Jimin was probably busy with something today and rushed to find an outfit -- which was probably why the living room looked as if it was just hit from a tornado full of clothes.

Taehyung was at work and Jungkook must be probably out in his classes as well. You had the entire apartment to yourself and it felt good.

You went off to enter your room and sunk yourself into the soft sheets of your bed. You were bored. There was nothing to do right now. Of course, you had some homework assignments to complete or whatever but they weren’t due for another few days and you wanted to rest for a bit rather than force yourself to work ahead.

Suddenly, a memory of the night when Jungkook had come home drunk from the club ascended back into your mind. It seems as if that night was on a constant loop inside your head. You couldn’t stop thinking about how close you were next to his warm body and how you got to see his soft and vulnerable side. It was such an intimate moment and you couldn't help but to crave more of those moments with Jungkook even more. You wanted to know Jungkook better than you knew yourself. You wanted to be the shoulder he could cry on. You wanted to be the first person Jungkook could come to whenever he had good news, bad news, and sad news. You wanted to be his everything. You wanted Jungkook, so badly.

You groaned in annoyance at the fact that your feelings for him have only just grown to be stronger rather than going away. Your stomach was flipping and flopping, heart was pounding hard against your chest and your breathing had gotten a lot heavier.

You decided to ignore these feelings for him by reaching towards to your laptop and searched up some of the majors that Konkuk had provided, to gain some new ideas of what you could major in.

A part of you didn’t really want to admit it but you had always fantasized the idea of you becoming a screenwriter. You’ve always loved writing as a child and as a young teenager growing up. You haven’t written any sort of fictional or non fictional work in years and you weren’t really too confident with your writing anymore, due to the fact that it’s probably really rusty right now.

You went onto the Konkuk University official website to search up what kind of majors or departments are offering the kinds of writing classes that you’re interested in.

In all honesty, Konkuk wasn’t really the best school to attend to if you’re focusing onto the Liberal Arts. Konkuk was morley focused onto their law program and sciences. The best schools for the film and the arts were SKY Institutions -- Seoul University, Korea University, and Yonsei University -- or the Korean Academy of Film Arts but how the hell were you gonna even allow yourself to apply to such prestigious universities like that? Especially with your mediocre grades from high school.

However, you came across to a certain college that Konkuk offered: The Undergraduate College of Art and Design.

They had a specific department for film and animation. They had its own department for animation as well? Of course, Jungkook was the very first person that you had immediately thought of. Your heart suddenly began to race again: What if Jungkook and I have to take the same classes together?

You read through the instructions of how to apply for the department as thoroughly as you could. You have to have at least a 3.0 GPA average in order to transfer into this department by the time your sophomore year rolls around, along with two professor recommendations. You still have time, right? It was only October.

You reached out for a notebook and wrote a game plan of how to get into this amazing department that was clearly made for you and Jungkook. First, you have to start creating connections with all of your professors -- even the ones you don’t like. Then, you need to make sure that you don’t ever get less than a C on any important exams, quizzes, or quizzes. Fuck, maybe not even less than a B-? After that, you need to find a way to get Jungkook to join this department too so that he could finally achieve his lifelong dream of being an animator.

Although these steps seem to be simple, it truly does require an awful amount of work and effort. Especially with the studying part.

You heard the chime of your apartment door being opened and some heavy sounding footsteps had echoed through. You heard the familiar sound of an exasperated sigh and immediately knew that it was Jungkook who had come home.

You got up from your bed and headed towards to the door. “Hey.” you greeted him. He looked up at you, with a slightly surprised look in his eyes. He had music blaring from his headphones. He reached into his phone that was inside a pocket and quickly paused the music. “Hey.” he replied back, taking out his headphones from his ears.

“You’re home.” you awkwardly say, stating the obvious. Jungkook gave you an annoyed glare and headed towards to the kitchen, immediately raiding the fridge already. He reached inside and grabbed a small can of iced espresso. He indulged the beverage within seconds.

“Wow, someone’s thirsty.” you nervously joke. Jungkook looks at you, examining you and your words. “Why are you being so odd right now?” he asks nonchalantly.

“How am I being cringey?” you furrow your brows at him. “You’re trying to crack some jokes and unsurprisingly, they aren’t really working out for you, are they?” he cocked his head to the side. You scoff at him as a response, and sat down on one of the bar stools that was by the countertop.

“So, how was your day?”

Jungkook wasn’t a fan of small talk. In fact, he wasn’t a fan of any kind of talking at all. He loves silence and loves not interacting with people. He would rather slam his tongue on a car door rather to have this agonizing conversation with you right now.

“It was fine. How was yours?” he asked in an uninterested tone.

“Eh, it was okay.” Jungkook nodded at that, not knowing what to say to such a dry response. “Is there a reason why you’re trying to make small talk right now?” he asked.

You shrugged in response.”What? I’m not allowed to have some chit-chat time with my own roommate?” Jungkook had a feeling that you were hiding something from him. He could tell by how tense your facial expressions were and by how tense your shoulders were as well. Your lips were quivering out of apprehensiveness and you weren’t able to stop the constant tapping of your fingertips against the countertop table.

“Did you break something that belonged to me?” he asked you. A confused look was written across your face. “No? I just said that I’m trying to make some conversation with you.”

Jungkook huffed out a soft sigh. “Well, to be honest, I don’t really want to be having small talk with you right now. I’m not really that kind of person.” He informed you. Normally, what he said would have offended you greatly but your heart was soaring because Jungkook just shared with you about a personal information of his. He told you something interesting about him for once. He doesn’t like small talk. Noted.

“Great, because neither do I!” you admit back, nervously. Jungkook was growing to be even more bothered with you and with this conversation. He was getting ready to just excuse himself and hide inside his room but you had beaten him to it.

“Have you thought of switching to being an animation major yet?” you asked abruptly.

Jungkook shrugged as a response. “Well, you should consider joining this department that Konkuk offers: the department of film and animation. It’s a really good program!” you suggested him, flashing a grin. He couldn’t help but to laugh at your nervous stance. So this was what you were so nervous to ask me. He laughed to himself some more. He took another glance at your anxious body language; all because you were just scared to talk to him about this program. Cute.

“I’ve already heard of it. I researched it too and all that. It’s decent enough for me to get in easily. I don’t know about you, though,” he teased you, causing you to flash him a scowl. “How did you even know about that program?” Jungkook asked, taking another sip of his coffee.

“I’m just trying to find some majors or classes that I can take for a certain subject that I’m interested in, that’s all.” Jungkook gave you a suspicious look. It wasn’t that he cared enough to wonder what major you were thinking of pursuing in, but he was confused as to why you would even try to hide it in the first place.

“Just tell me what major you’re thinking of, ___.” Jungkook rushed.

You sighed, unsure and nervous of telling him. It’s nothing to be embarrassed of, right? Jungkook surly wasn’t afraid to tell you his thoughts too. It was the least that you could do, right?

“I want to do screenwriting.”

Jungkook stared at you, unable to say anything. He couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of you writing television shows or movies or just writing anything at all, period. You’ve never shown or hinted any signs of you having an interest in writing or creating scripts.

“Screenwriting.” is all he says to you. You nod your head. “Do you even write?” he asks suddenly.

“I-I mean, I used to do it a lot when I was younger.” “Younger? So you haven’t done anything since?” Jungkook interrupted. You looked down at your socks, not knowing what to say back.

“I’m not trying to discourage you but you need to be realistic about these sort of things. You can’t just suddenly decide to switch your major to something that you haven’t even considered or studied about in years. You should do some research and ask people around the department of what it even takes to be a screenwriter and what it takes to study screenwriting.” Jungkook advised to you. What caught you off guard was that he didn’t say it to you with attitude or even in a condescending way. He just told you his opinion.

Normally you would be annoyed with what Jungkook had said to you but you couldn’t help but to agree with him. You needed to really confirm with yourself that this is what you really want to do with your life.

“How did you know that you wanted to be an animator?” you croaked out.

“Simple. I know I’m good at it, I know I can do it, and I know that it makes me happy. I know that I’ll die happy doing my dream job,” Jungkook took a step closer to you and huffed out a soft sigh. “The key is confidence within yourself, ___. Confidence that you know that you can tackle this.” His eyes were piercing deeply into yours. His brown specks glistening from the reflection of the ceiling lights. He looked so good standing right in front of you. His stern glare made his soft, plump pink lips be pursed ito a thin line. The way that you were just one step closer to wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling his lips down onto yours -- the urge was just too strong.

You managed to keep your eyes locked on his, lasering your stare deeply. “Well, if you know that you’re so good at it, then why won’t you just change your major already?” you shot back. Jungkook opens his lips to say something but nothing comes out.

“Guess you’re not as confident as you make yourself out to be.” you smile teasingly at him. If Jungkook was bothered with what you said, he was doing a great job at not showing it. Suddenly his serious gaze turned into a melancholy demeanor. “You have a point.” he admits.

As much as you had badly wanted to shout out “I told you so” to Jungkook, you simply couldn’t but feel concerned as to where his sudden mood shift came from. “What?”

“I said, __, you have a point.” he said monotonically. “Surprisingly enough, you said something that’s making me think analytically.” he rolls his eyes, and pokes his tongue into one of his cheeks.

“You’re annoyingly...quick-witted,” Jungkook stays silent for a moment.

“Is it normal to be afraid of doing something out of the ordinary? Is it normal to be afraid of doing something you have never done before? The thought of just...doing something so out of the norm is just fucking gut-wrenching to me.” Jungkook says softly. You listened to him patiently.

“It doesn’t sound like such a big deal when you really think about: deciding whether or not to major in something I’m passionate in or something that my mother is passionate in me doing. It’s like...I can just do whatever the fuck I want and she has no other choice but to get over it one day. But it’s really not that easy for me. I’d rather be an engineer for the rest of my life if it means that I can get to hear my mom say that she was proud of me for once in my life.” Jungkook continued. He stopped himself from rambling and caught a quick glance at you. You were just listening to him. You didn’t look annoyed or bored of his mini vent. You were paying attention to him, you were hearing him out. You were letting him pour his feelings out to you. You were radiating such a soft and comfortable ambiance to him that he didn’t even realize how easily he was able to just say all this to you. Jungkook was starting to feel uncomfortable at the though of being comfortable.

“Do you want me to give my advice real quick?” you asked suddenly. He nodded. “Just be undecided for the time being. I feel like you shouldn’t just impulsively switch if you aren’t 100% comfortable or confident with your decision. There’s no harm in being undecided. It’s normal to be unsure of yourself with what you want and with what you need. You should just take some time with yourself to think things through in order to truly understand what you want. It’s okay to be a little confused right now. I feel like now is the right time and place and age to be confused.”

Jungkook listened to you seriously. He took you seriously and he took your advice seriously. It was the very first time that he was beginning to view you in a different perspective. He was beginning to see another side of you. Jungkook couldn’t help to admit that you had said just the right words that he needed to hear. That what he was feeling is okay.

“Why is it that you’re not as annoying to talk whenever we have such serious talks like this?” he smirks down at you. You gave him your best fake-offended look. “You judge me too harshly, Jungkook.”

Jungkook grew a genuine smile onto his face. And so did you.

. . .

“Uno!” Taehyung belted out, as he tossed his card into the pile of the others. “Fuck you, man.” Jimin cursed at him, angrily throwing his cards on the carpet. You groaned in annoyance, after losing again for the fifth time tonight. Games of any kind were never in your favor.

“Okay, now can we order some food please? I’m starving.” Jimin whined, as he rubbed his growling stomach. “Yeah, me too.” you agreed. You and Jimin were giving Taehyung a look that was the equivalent of giving puppy dog eyes, silently begging him to buy some food.

“Ugh, you two are so whiny,” Taehyung sneered. “What do you guys want to eat?” “Fried chicken.” Jungkook spoke up out of nowhere. “Yes, chicken please!” Jimin agreed.

Taehyung didn’t say anything as he gave all three of you and annoyed glare. He dialed his favorite fried chicken place as he walked off into the kitchen. You snorted at Taehyung’s fake anger because you already knew that deep down, Taehyung really didn’t mind to get dinner for you guys.

“Any luck on your apartment hunting, Jimin?” Jungkook asked him. “Eh, I haven’t really been apartment hunting that much. I know I need to though. I’ve been smooching off on you guys for too long now.” You gently slapped Jimin’s shoulder.

“Hey! You can live here for as long as you need to, Jimin. I love having you around.”

“As much as I love living with you all, I simply cannot stay here any longer. The guilt is eating me up alive.”

Jungkook playfully shoved Jimin. “If we could turn this living room into your new bedroom just so you can live with us permanently, you know that we would.”

“Don’t make me sad, Kook.” Jimin warned. Jungkook smiled at him and went back to shuffling the cards into the deck. “I’m guessing we’re done playing then.” Jimin presumed. “We’ve played like 8 rounds of this fucking game, we better be done. My attention span can’t handle another round.” you sighed hard, running your fingers through your hair.

“Don’t worry, ___, we’re done playing Uno for tonight,” Taehyung said, reappearing back to the living room. “We can all just chill for a bit while waiting for the chicken to deliver.” Everyone agreed and all hopped back onto the couch. There was a bit of an uncomfortable silence settling between the four of you.

Taehyung darted his eyes between you, Jimin and Jungkook.

“I have something to tell you guys.” Taehyung said abruptly. All three of your heads immediately snapped to gain his attention. You all looked at Taehyung’s beady honey brown eyes with anticipation.

“So, remember how I had submitted my self-made film to that contest from awhile back?” Only you and Jungkook had nodded in response. Jimin looked between the two of you, in confusion, and responded back with a shrug.

“Well...I heard back from them this morning,” The three of you leaned in closer to him, desperately waiting for Taehyung to finish his sentence.

“And?” You asked.

Taehyung had an indescribable look on his face. It was a very intense bittersweet appearance plastered on him. “And…,”

“I got selected to be one of the finalists.” Taehyung finally announced. You immediately jumped into the air and squealed. You didn’t hesitate to run straight into him and suffocate him in inside your arms.

“No freaking way, Tae! What the fuck?!” was all you could manage to say. Suddenly, you felt another body wrap around behind your back, with their arms interlocking both you and Taehyung’s bodies together. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about but I’m so proud of you!” Jimin,the one that was wrapping you and Taehyung together, yelled over your squealing.

Taehyung couldn’t help but beam widely and laugh at the both of your reactions.

“Taehyung, you’re so amazing! There is seriously nothing that you can’t do.” you squished Taehyung even harder, causing him to laugh out loud from the sudden pressure.

Jimin finally released the two of you from his embrace, stepping back to watch Taehyung smile and laugh from the love he’s receiving.

Jungkook finally stood up from the couch and walked over to his brother. You were still squeezing Taehyung, unable to release him from the shackles of your arms.

Jungkook took a quick glance at you and your wide grin that seemed to have been glued onto your face for five minutes straight. “How am I gonna be able to congratulate you with this thing wrapped all around you?” Jungkook sneered, causing Jimin and Taehyung to chuckle.

“___, enough already. You’re causing Tae to turn blue.” Jimin yanked you off from Taehyung’s warm body and pulled you next to him instead.

Jungkook approached his brother and patted on his shoulder, approvingly. “I’m not surprised, hyung. This is well deserved.” Jungkook grinned at his older brother. Taehyung grinned back at him, with possible tears welling up in his eyes. “Nevermind, you’re about to cry.” Jungkook looked disgusted and backed away from him, causing snorting to erupt from Jimin. “No idea that that Tae was the crying type.” you teased Taehyung. Taehyung embarrassedly dabbed his eyes and ran his fingers through hair nervously.

“If you guys are done bullying me, I can tell you when the date of the film festival is.” This caused both you and Jimin to shut up. “So, it’s like tonight.” he shyly admits. “Annoying,” Jungkook muttered under his breath. “Why would you announce this last minute? I have an exam to study for.” Jungkook continued, raising a voice a bit. Taehyung went from nervously ruffling his hair to nervously scratching the back of his neck. “I thought it would be cool to dramatically say the news.” He pouted slightly.

Jimin clicked his teeth and patted his hands onto Taehyung’s shoulder loudly. “Who cares about that nerd. I am so down to go celebrate your work tonight!” Jimin encouraged. You took a quick glance at Jungkook after Jimin’s “nerd” comment and he just smirked and rolled his eyes.

You walked back up to Taehyung and grabbed his hands. “I’m with Jimin! I also have some stuff to do for but its not as important as watching your hard work, Tae.” you grinned up at him. Taehyung smiled back at you and Jimin. His eyes went back to Jungkook’s annoyed face. “Kook, can you please consider joining us tonight?” Taehyung pleaded his little brother. Jungkook groaned and tilted his back, clenching his jaw in even more annoyance. “You know I hate last minute plans.” “Oh come on, live a little. Your exam isn’t even until next week, I don’t know why you wanna study so early.” Jimin scolded the young boy. Jungkook pressed his thin lips in a straight line, being left horribly speechless. You and Taehyung snorted quietly. “Whatever.” was all Jungkook mumbled. The three hopped over to Jungkook and jumped together out of happiness; only annoying Jungkook even more :)

. . .

“Hurry up, __!” Jimin called out to you from your room. “I’m coming!” You yelled back. You were putting on the final touches to your outfit; accessorizing your Maveric Fresh goth mesh black long sleeve mini dress with your silver stud earrings and your favorite statement silver necklace and rings.

You blended your lipstick color by dabbing your fingers softly on your plush lips one last time before finally grabbing your purse and leaving. The festival required a “fancy” dress code, leaving you excited yet nervous because it was the first time that the boys would be seeing you outside of your usual sweats and hoodies. You entered the doorway where the three boys were waiting for you. They were in the middle of a conversation until your soft “I’m ready” snapped them out of their chat.

Immediately, Jimin whistled at you and grinned. “Okay, sexy mama!” You visibly cringed and laughed awkwardly. “Please don’t ever call me that again.”

From the moment Taehyung laid his eyes on you, he could not breathe. He could not stop staring at you. It felt as if time had stopped for a brief second. For the first time ever, Taehyung had begun seeing you as a woman rather than just a friend. And he didn’t not like it. So pretty… He thought to himself. His eyes studied you everywhere: from your head, to your slightly exposed breasts, all the way down to your black strappy heels. “You look great, ___.” He finally said. You blush and smile at him. “Thanks, Tae.”

You had slowly slurred your eyes over at Jungkook to see if he was possibly giving you a mocking glare or rolling his eyes at you. But you were surprised to catch his eyes glued onto you, with a clenched jaw. It looked almost as if he was upset with you. His stare made you nervous–in an anxious way– and you immediately darted your eyes away from him. “Let’s get going.” Taehyung spoke up, and opened the front door, letting his three roommates go in front of him first.

The commute to the film festival was about thirty minutes long. Throughout the bus ride there, you and Jimin sat next together and took turns sharing about your childhood history, what high school was like and how stupid college is. You were surprised that a below average student like you could relate to Jimin’s 4.0-perfect-student personality and attitude towards school.

Taehyung and Jungkook sat next to each other, sitting right behind you and Jimin, and sat in complete yet comfortable but also slightly uncomfortable silence the entire time.

The bus finally stopped at the location where the film festival was located at, and the four of you hopped out of the bus. “Wow..” Taehyung’s eyes glimmered around the festival. The sky was transitioning to a beautifully orangish-pink sunset, and the large green landscape was sprinkled with white fairy lights strung all around; there were rows of black lawn chairs organized, a large podium and stage built, and right behind it was a large projector screen that will be showcasing the nominee’s short films. Behind the lawn chairs were a large table full of champagne glasses and bottles, and pots full of food that Taehyung assumes will be provided for all guests and nominees.

“I can’t believe I get to be here.” Taehyung grins widely to himself. Jimin looks towards his best friends and rubs his back. “We’re all so proud of you,” He commended. “Let’s go find our seats.” Jimin suggested. The four of you walked down the lawn and were welcomed by the sights of other well dressed men and women, the sips and clinks of champagne and the bottles.

“Want me to get you a drink?” Taehyung whispered to you. You perked up and nodded hard. “Cool, I’ll be right back.” Taehyung smiled back at you and walked to the champagne table. “Wow, he didn’t even bother asking us if Kook and I wanted some.” Jimin scoffed, causing you to giggle. “I’ll go with him to get some for you guys.” You said. You were about to turn around and follow Taehyung but Jimin stopped you. “No, it’s fine. I’ll go and and yell at him and then get some for me and Kook.” He half-jokes and jogged ahead. You chuckled to yourself, shaking your head at Jimin’s cute fake jealousy.

It was just you and Jungkook for now. You turned to him and decided to fully soak in how he looked: he was wearing a white button up shirt but he decided to fucking leave the top button unbuttoned, exposing the top part of his chest. He had on a black suit on top with matching black bottoms and black dress shoes. His hair was styled into curtains. He looked gorgeous. Gorgeous was not even a strong enough word to express how good he looked. Gorgeous was an insult.

“You look great.” You managed to squeak out. His eyes bored into yours. He didn’t say anything for a quick second. “You do too.” He said back. Your cheeks immediately got hot, your chest began to burn. Taehyung and Jimin returned with your champagne. “Here you go, m’lady.” Taehyung handed you your glass. You could only just nod to him as a thank you because Jungkook’s very first compliment to you had you speechless.

The fairy lights began to dimmer down. “Come on, the festival is about to start!” Jimin dragged you and Taehyung’s wrists with both of your hands and Jungkook slowly followed after you guys.

Taehyung sat down first, with you following sitting next to him, Jungkook sitting next to you, and Jimin sitting–well–next to Jungkook.

The festival commences at last.

. . .

It has been an hour since the festival has started. Jimin is lowkey bored. Actually, he is highkey bored. He just wants Taehyung to win his award and go party. After the film festival, there is a Halloween party happening later at night. Jimin is thinking nonstop about all the booze he’s gonna drink, all the girls he’s gonna dance with, and the lucky girl he gets to fuck their brains out all night with.

He begins to wander his eyes around the place. Hm, they sure did decorate the place pretty nicely. I really want some more champagne though. He sighs to himself as he fights his urge to get up and chug down his fourth champagne glass of tonight. As he continues to look around the place, blocking out the host’s loud and monotone voice, his sights catches something quite typical.

Taehyung has his eyes glued onto you. My god, he is down so bad for her. When will he accept that?

Jimin smirks at the sight of his best friend practically drooling all over you, while you continue to remain oblivious.

Tae needs to get a fucking grip. How is he focusing on ___ and not on his special night? I mean she does look really hot tonight. Who wouldn’t want to look at her. Poor __. She is so oblivious to her gorgeous sight.

Jimin finally decides to get up and get his next champagne. The waiter hands him his glass. Jimin decides to stand next to the table for a little while because he knows he’s going to need his next one in just a few more seconds.

His eyes catch to Jungkook standing on the far other side from him, where the restrooms were. He too was also just standing where he was, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, and looking straight ahead to the short film that was playing. Jimin was about to walk towards him until,

Until he noticed that Jungkook’s eyes were not at the short film. His eyes were angled a little more downwards.

Where the audience is. It looked like he was looking where you and Taehyung were sitting. Almost looked as if he was staring at where you were sitting.

Why does it look like Jungkook is staring at you?

Jimin’s brows furrowed in confusion. Is Jungkook staring at you? Why hasn’t his eyes moved away from your sight? It’s been minutes.

Maybe something was up with him. Jimin decided to stroll towards. Jungkook perked up and his eyes were shot wide open. He looked as if he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have been doing. “What are you doing watching the film from here? Let’s go sit back down.” Jimin nudged Jungkook in his ribs. “Oh yeah. The view is just nicer from here.” he assured. “Mm.” was all Jimin could say.

The two of them walked back to their seats. For the remaining of the night, Jimin had not caught Jungkook looking towards anywhere else but the screen.

It was finally time to announce the winners of each film category. Taehyung’s category was next: Best New Filmmaker. The winner for the Best Comedy Film was announced. Now for Taehyung’s time.

He was up on the stage next to the other nominees for the category. All four nominees looked sick, excited, anxious, and yet also showing no emotion at the same time.

“God, I’m so nervous for him.” Jimin mumbled to himself but both you and Jungkook could hear him.

“The winner of the best new filmmaker award is awarded to the artist that showed the most daring, fresh storyline and shows the most promising future career of a successful South Korean filmmaker and that he believe will leave an impact in Korean cinema history.” The host begins.

“The winner..of the best new filmmaker goes to,”

You immediately, without any hesitation, clutch your hands tightly around one of Jungkook’s hands. You knew that you should not be doing this. Jungkook might be disgusted and scared. But you didn't care..at least for right now. This is Taehyung’s make it or break it moment. You were scared shitless for him.

“...Kim Taehyung.” He announces.

You instantly squeal, scream and jump for Taehyung. You were probably the loudest cheer of tonight. Taehyung humbly smiles and walks to his award. He grabs his trophy and bows to the host.

You were so happy and full of dopamine rushing to your body that you couldn’t help but to hug Jungkook and jump as you hugged him. Jungkook is immediately caught off guard by your sudden embrace. He and Jimin give each other a weirded out look but Jimin looked way more amused. Jungkook awkwardly hugged you back, patting your back. “S-sorry.” you managed to pull yourself away from the hug and sit back down to your seat. Jungkook tried to reassure you that it was fine but Taehyung returned back to his seat. You went from hugging Jungkook to embracing, engulfing, swallowing Taehyung into your arms. “I am so freaking proud of you, Tae!” you congratulate him, squeezing him tightly. Taehyung couldn’t help but to melt himself into your strong embrace. It felt good to be hugged by you. Not just good but it felt delicious to him. “Thank you so much, ___”.

Jungkook felt as if he was intruding in an intimate moment by the way Taehyung was practically sewed into your body with the way he was hugging you. It seemed as if you had tried to stop embracing him but Taehyung kept you in place, erupting a small giggle from you. Jungkook felt odd seeing the two of you like that. He can’t help but to continuously assume that Taehyung is just stringing you along once more.

“Come on, can we go party now?” Jimin whined. His whining ceased yours and Taehyung’s hug. “We still have the last two big awards left, Chim; film of the year and filmmaker of the year.” Taehyung whined back. “Since you’re making us stay for the entire event, I’m making you buy all the booze that we’re bringing to the Halloween party.” Taehyung half scoffed and chuckled. “Wow, making the ‘best new filmmaker’ buy you booze? This is Taehyung-phobic.” Taehyung said, causing you to cackle and playfully slap his chest.

Jungkook noticed how naturally physical you and Taehyung are with each other. It almost seemed as if you were crushing on his brother and not him anymore. And for some selfish reason, Jungkook didn’t like that he was losing one of his longtime admirers.

. . .

The four of you had finally arrived to Namjoon’s house aka his frat house, which was where the Halloween party was located at. Namjoon is a close friend of Taehyung and Jimin, and Namjoon also happened to be friendly with Yoongi as well. Usually for some dumb reason, guests would have to pay to enter a frat party but since Namjoon was the president of his frat and considered Taehyung, Jimin, and Yoongi as one of his closest friends, he always lets them and their guests enter his frat parties free of charge.

Tonight, you were dressed up as Velma from Scooby Doo. Taehyung decided last minute to be The Joker. Jimin was dressed up as a Greaser and Jungkook decided to be plain and dress up as a Scientist. Jungkook had the large round glasse, white lab coat and wearing a suit underneath his coat.

“You’re here!” Hoseok ran up to you and the three other boys, with Yoongi following right behind him. You laughed in adoration at the couple’s matching costumes. “Are you guys seriously Team Rocket from Pokemon?” You asked. “The one and only! I even spray painted my hair red and Yoongi’s blue to get the look right!” Hoseok grinned proudly. “You two look great.” Taehyung chimed in. Hoseok smiled at his compliment and gave you an approving wink. You rolled your eyes at him, unamused and yet unsurprised at Hoseok continuing with his bewildered thoughts of Taehyung and you liking each other. As if.

“Can I go get you a drink, __?” Taehyung asked you. “Oh, uhm, sure!” You agreed, nodding your head slowly. “What about you, Kook?” Taehyung looked over to his younger brother. “I’m good for now, thanks.” He said monotonically. “Alrighty then..” Taehyung walked over to the drinks. “Where’s Jimin?” you asked your group, looking around for him.

“Uh, is that him already grinding behind some random girl’s ass?” Yoongi pointed out at Jimin, basically airfucking a girl already within the first five minutes of you guys arriving to the party. “Classic Jimin.” Jungkook muttered to himself.

“Yoongi and I are gonna go dance! Meet us on the dancefloor with Taehyung when he comes back with your drinks, __.” Hoseok suggested, already dragging his boyfriend by his wrist into the crowd of people. It was just you and Jungkook left. You felt awkward—as always— and shifted your body uncomfortably.

You tried to look at Jungkook multiple times but he is just so fucking intimidating. You managed to squeak out a few words to him. “Nice music playing, huh?” Jungkook turned his head towards you with unreadable expression plastered on his face. “I guess.” he mumbled. You didn’t know what to say back so you just kept quiet.

Jungkook peered his eyes over to your costume to get a good glance at you. You were wearing an orange cropped sweater with a burgundy red mini skirt and paired with some Doc Marten loafers and..fuck…you’re wearing white fishnets underneath that skirt of yours. Jungkook couldn’t understand how perfectly you could pull off an innocent yet not-so-innocent exterior of yours. You could pull off both at the same time. Your large, thick black squared glasses made you look perfectly like Velma and like a cute nerd at the same time. He couldn’t stand you.

“What made you decide to dress up as Velma?” Jungkook tried to make conversation with you. You snapped your head up to look at him and smiled softly at his question. “I didn’t really feel like buying an actual Halloween costume and I already had the clothes that would allow me to dress up as Velma so…yea.” You finished awkwardly. “‘So…yeah.’” Jungkook mocked you. “Shut up.” you looked away from him, trying to hide your embarrassment from him. Jungkook snickered quietly to himself.

“Okay, I got you something sweet, __. It’s Mikes Hard Lemonade.” Taehyung returned with a grin on his face as he handed you the bottle. “Thanks Tae!” you grinned back at him, taking a few sips of the drink. “Kook, I know you didn’t want anything to drink but I got you a shot just in case.” Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and hesitantly took the shot glass from him. “Thanks, bro.” he held his shot glass up to the air, as if he was doing cheers, and took a very miniscule sip from the tequila.

“Tae, do you wanna go dance? Hoseok invited us to dance after you came back.” you yelled over the music getting louder and louder. Taehyung jumped at the suggestion and immediately held onto your wrist. “Let’s go! Be right back, Kook!” Taehyung dragged you into the crowd of people jumping to the music. You tried to look back at Jungkook, but the crowd was blocking your view. You kind of felt bad that Jungkook was left alone. I’m sure he’ll find something to do.

The entire night, you were just dancing your ass off with your four new best friends: Tae, Hoseok, Yoongi, and Jimin. You were typically the shy type and refused to dance around anyone, not even with Jihyo and Chaeyoung. But the boys brought out the inner child in you. You felt as if you could be your true self with them and they would still gas you up regardless. At this point, you were also pretty tipsy too. You downed another bottle of Mike’s, some shots, and another bottle of soju.

Jimin kept eyeing you the entire night, wondering if he should make a move on you and try to dance with you one-on-one. But he was thinking of doing so to see if Taehyung would get jealous. Jimin loved to mess with his best friend but he also just wanted more confirmation to see if Taehyung was actually into you or not. Jimin shimmied his way closer to you and tried to grind onto you as respectfully as possible.

“Are you trying to make me as another one of your grinding victims tonight?” you joked to him. Jimin just laughed off your joke and got closer to you. “Would you oblige or not?” He whispered against your ear, causing goosebumps to rise up and down your skin. “God, Jimin, what are you doing?” you mumbled to him so that only he could hear.

Before Jimin answered, he took a quick glance at Taehyung. He was violently eyeing the two of you and his jaw was clenched hard. Taehyung took a hard swig from his soju bottle while eyeing you both at the same time. Tae sucks at hiding his emotions Jimin thought to himself.

“Let’s just say that I’ve been noticing a guy that has been staring at you all night and I wanna push his buttons a little bit. Just for funsies.” Jimin replies back to you. You do a quick 360 around the room to look for the guy Jimin was talking about. “Who? Where? When?” you ask fervently, causing Jimin to giggle. “You know that Namjoon guy?” he half-lied. “Yeah, he’s the president of this frat.”

“Well, he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you all night.” Jimin wasn’t necessarily lying. He’s noticed that majority of the guys at the party have glanced at you at least twice. Especially Namjoon. He’s been eye-fucking you all night. But he’s been eye-fucking almost every girl at this party.

“Namjoon is actually a close friend of me and Taehyung’s. Our dads all know each other. He grew up with us.” Jimin decided to toss in a little backstory to give Namjoon some credibility. “Oh.” you mumbled. “Want me to introduce you to him?” he asked, excited to see Taehyung explode from his jealousy. “Sure! He seems nice and it’s even better that he actually knows you guys too.” you agreed. Jimin took you to where Namjoon was and introduced both of you to each other. “You look gorgeous tonight, __”. Namjoon complimented. “Jinkies! Thank you, so do you.” you blushed. Jimin mentally slapped you for your cringey line. Namjoon laughed at your dumb joke. “Wanna dance?” he asked. Namjoon was an extremely attractive man and had the muscles of a Greek god. Coincidentally, he was literally dressed up as a Greek god for tonights. He has practically shirtless and had his nipples pierced. That’s so fucking hot, you mentally drooled to yourself.

Namjoon dragged you into the dancefloor and the two of you began to immerse yourselves into conversation.

Taehyung couldn’t help but to not take his eyes off you dancing with his friend. He felt uncomfortable seeing the way you laughed at whatever he was whispering into your ear. “It’s the fucking nipple piercings isn’t it?” Jimin reappeared out of nowhere, standing right behind his best friend. “Fuck dude, don’t scare me like that.” Taehyung hissed. “What? Can I not talk about Joon’s nipple piercings? Those are literal girl magnets. I should get them some day.” Jimin was basically talking to himself at this point because Taehyung has tuned him the fuck out.

Yoongi chuckled to himself, overhearing Jimin and Taehyung squabbling. “___ and that nipple pierced dude are kinda cute.” Yoongi said to Hoseok. Hoseok stopped dancing and took a look at you and Namjoon laughing and dancing together. Namjoon had his hands borderline touching your ass. “Seems like Taehyung can’t stand it though, do you see the way he is violently eyeing the two of them.” Hoseok smirked, seeing the obliviously jealous Taehyung staring. Yoongi was about to retaliate until he caught another person staring hard at you and Namjoon.

Jungkook was chugging down a bottle of soju while eyeing you and Namjoon at the same time. He had no readable expression on his face but it seemed as if he looked slightly…annoyed? Yoongi found the sight to be interesting since it was the first time he has noticed Jungkook acknowledging your existence and acknowledging you as a girl and not just as his annoying roommate.

“Hm.” Yoongi tried to mumble to himself but Hoseok overheard. “Hm what?” “Nothing, babe. I’m gonna go get another drink.” Yoongi walked off, smiling to himself.

. . .

You finished your dance with Namjoon awhile ago and you returned to being around your friends, this time with Jungkook included. He had finally joined the party after getting bored just standing by the entrance for an entire hour. Jungkook was slowly dancing to the beat of the song playing while you and Taehyung were jumping up and down like little kids high on sugar.

As you and Taehyung were dancing, a girl approached you three. She had dark brown hair and was dressed up as a Playboy bunny. She was also very extremely gorgeous. She approached Jungkook and did not hesitate to flirtatiously touch his arm. “Do you wanna dance, Doctor?” she asked Jungkook straightforwardly. Jungkook had his lips set in a straight line. You couldn’t help but to nosily watch the two.

“I’m drunk.” Jungkook simply said to the girl. You assumed this was his way of kindly rejecting her offer. The girl gave him an odd glance and nervously bit her lower lip. “Got it.” she simply said and walked away. Funny enough, she made her way to Jimin and was dancing with him.

“Dude! Why didn’t you dance with her, she was hot!?” Taehyung shouted at Jungkook. Jungkook simply shrugged off his brother’s words and sipped on his shot. “He can be so boring sometimes.” Taehyung said to you, causing a small giggle from you. “He was probably not into her mistaking him to be a doctor.” you said loud enough for Jungkook to hear. Taehyung snickered at your comment.

Taehyung was having a great time dancing with you. He decided to make use of his time with you and made sure you were going to have such a great time with him that you wouldn’t leave his side.

Save Your Tears by The Weeknd starts playing. The very high-energy song causes your tipsy self to go wild and your energy is reciprocated by Taehyung. You quickly take down a jello shot and spin around jumping to the song. “Wait, ___, you have a little something on your face.” Taehyung spun you around to face him. “What is it?” Taehyung chuckled seeing a red jello piece on the corner of your mouth. “Hold on, let me just pick at it real quick.”

Taehyung swiped off the jello from your lips with his thumb. He showed it to you and you began to cackle. “Sorry about that.” you blushed in embarrassment. “Don’t be.” Taehyung says and sucks off his jello from the thumb. Your eyes grew wide at the sight. He remained eye contact with you as he sucked it off his thumb. You had no idea what to do or feel. The moment felt like a draft just flew by you. Taehyung was about to say something before a random girl approached him and asked him to dance. She stood in between you and Taehyung, not giving you any attention at all.

You scoffed at her, hoping she heard. Not even his girl but if I was, that’s a bitch move you thought to yourself. Taehyung gave you an apologetic look. “I’ll be right back, ___!” Taehyung allowed the girl to drag him to the floor. To be honest, Taehyung didn’t want to dance with her and he just had plans on keeping you by his side for the rest of the night. However, he thought about how he didn’t want give off the impression that you and him were dating to other potential girls that would look his way. But something gnawed at his chest at the thought of leaving you alone. Leaving you alone means you were available. Leaving you alone means you were gonna run off for the rest of the night.

But why does he care? He’s dancing with a cute girl right in front of him and that’s all he should be focusing on right now.

Tipsy (borderline drunk) you decided that it would be fun to keep Jungkook company while Taehyung was off with that girl. “Can I dance with you?” you asked him. Jungkook was obviously out of it too, considering he decided to let alcohol accompany him as his date tonight. He nodded at you. “Having fun?” you asked him, talking loud over the music.

“I am, actually.” he admits. He gave you a lopsided smile, causing an instant warmth to your stomach. “That’s great to hear.” you smile back. The two of you are just swaying your bodies to the music.

“You seem to be popular with the men tonight.” Jungkook slurred. “What do you mean?” you slurred back. “First Namjoon, and now Taehyung. You’re boomeranging between the two.” Jungkook chuckles. For some reason, this bothers you. It’s almost as if Jungkook said it in a malicious tone. You decide to ignore it and continue swaying your body.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” Jungkook teases. You furrow your brows at him in annoyance. “I’m just dancing?”

“Dancing alone for once. Congrats.” he mumbles.

“What are you insinuating?” you bark at him, causing the boy to smirk.

“Can I not joke with you?” “Actually, no you can’t. We aren’t friendly enough to joke.” you snap.

If Jungkook was offended, he didn’t show it at all. “Seemed pretty friendly when you held my hand on the rollercoaster.” he teased again. You laugh in disbelief. “What, ar-are you just fucking forgetful or something? Weren’t you literally about to shit your pants on that stupid ride? I was preventing an accident.” you said back. This earned a chuckle from Jungkook.

He didn’t say anything after that though. “That’s what I thought. Pipe down.” you seethed in annoyance at him. It seems as if you and Jungkook keep forgetting that you cannot be around each other when the two of you are under the influence; world war 3 starts to happen every single time.

“Seeing you desperately jumping from guy to guy is embarrassing.” He states. You know he is trying to get under your skin. You know what he is trying to do. He thrives off of seeing you angry for some sinister reason. Why is that? “I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not gonna work on me.” You said in a low voice, as an attempt to calm yourself down.

“What are you talking about?” Jungkook asked knowingly. Riling you up like this was like a game for Jungkook. You can be so easy to piss off and the way your nose automatically scrunches furiously, hands shake, and face reddens was amusing to him. He loved knowing that he could push your buttons so easily. Knowing how happy-go-lucky you always are with everyone else, Jungkook liked knowing this angry side of you. He felt as if this side was reserved for him and for him only. Only he can pick on you. Only he can fluster you, make you shy, make you stutter when he’s around. He loves knowing how easily your emotions fold for him.

“Don’t fucking play dumb with me. You always act like a dickhead and pick on me whenever you’re drunk. Even when you’re sober too. Why can’t you ever just give me a break? I truly don’t even know what I see in you sometimes.” you spat out. The fact that you had hinted that you were still into him made your eyes immediately widen. No fucking way I said that right in front of him.

One of his eyebrows arched upwards, with a smirk complimenting it. “You must see a lot in me to keep liking me after all this time.”

Anger was boiling inside of you and you swear you could feel yourself sobering just by how embarrassed and irritated you are. You were done with this little game you had with Jungkook. One day he’s hot, next day he’s cold. One day he’s up, next day he’s down. You were tired of his mixed signals; either he was a friendly roommate with you or just a coldblooded asshole. There was no in between. You decided that as of this moment, you were done with Jungkook.

What was the point of wasting your energy, feelings, and thoughts over a guy who can’t even see you as a fucking human being with feelings? You knew you were wasting your time with Jungkook. It’s been years since you have had these pent up emotions for him. You were in love with the idea of him, not him truly. At least you think so. There were better guys out there right? Like Namjoon. The two of you had hit it off so well and you were enjoying your time dancing with him. There are also guys that are just as decent and respectful like Jimin, Hoseok, and even Taehyung.

Jungkook wasn’t worth your time.

“I’m done liking you, Jungkook.” you firmly said to the boy.

Jungkook’s eyes seemed to have darkened at your words. His eyes showed a mix of confusion and something else. But his face showed nothing. Pure nothingness. Just like how you knew how he felt towards you. Just nothing.

You walked past him, roughly brushing your shoulder against his arms. You needed a fucking break from him. You were making your way towards any restroom that you could find in this packed and sweaty frat house.

That was until you felt someone following behind you.

Unexpectedly, when you turned your body around you were met with Jungkook.

“Bullshit.” He simply said. Cocky as fuck.

“What is?” you asked, turning away from him as you went up the stairs to find a restroom.

“You really think you can just stop liking me like that? Like you really think emotions are just something you can turn off, like it’s a switch?”

You scoffed at his words. “What? You do the exact same thing. I’ve seen more emotions on a painting than I have seen on you.”

Jungkook had his tongue poking deep into his cheek. He knew that he was drunk and knew that he was growing to become an asshole minute by minute; as if he was a beast that would not stop growing.

All of a sudden, you and Jungkook had ran into Hoseok, Yoongi and Jimin walking down the stairs. “Oh hey ___ and Kook!” Jimin grinned at you both. “Hey.” You replied monotonically.

“You good, ___?” Hoseok asked with worryness in his voice.

“I’m fine.” you grimaced at the trio. Yoongi and Hoseok shared a confused look with each other. Jimin could tell something was up with Jungkook by the way his jaw was clenched.

“Are you sure?” Yoongi asked while darting his eyes back and forth between you and Jungkook.

“___’s upset because I pointed out how she was looking so desperate tonight.” Jungkook spoke. Your face froze and felt cold. The fucking audacity of him.

The three boys fell into an uncomfortable silence, not knowing what to say. “Please don’t listen to Jungkook. He’s just drunk and has nothing better to do than bother me. He’s just acting like a fucking loser. He is a loser.” You spat out, glaring at your friends.

“Um, __ do you maybe wanna go and get some air?” Hoseok asked, and ran his hands up and down on your arms. “I’m actually gonna go use the restroom. So if you guys just excuse me.” You began to walk up the stairs again until Jungkook just had to open up his mouth again.

“Be careful, ___. You don’t wanna run into another guy that you can grind yourself into. Don’t wanna give yourself a bad image now don’t you?” He taunted. He just keeps on going doesn’t he? He just keeps going on embarrassing you.

You were about to just walk away and not pay any attention to the useless words Jungkook was vomiting out until you suddenly remembered an extremely valuable item that would shut him the hell up.

You spun your body back around and faced towards Yoongi, Hoseok and Jimin. And gave Jungkook a sweet smile. “Funny how Jungkook wants to talk shit about me and act like he does no wrong when he is literally hiding a super dark secret from you guys.” You started out. The four boys all had a perplexed look on their faces.

You didn’t see Taehyung walking his way up

the stairs. He had finally found you after finishing his dance with the girl. He had seen you and Jungkook running off somewhere while he was in the middle of dancing and was trying to see if the two of you were okay. He saw you on the very top of the stairs looking below at Jungkook, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jimin.

You reached into your bag and took out your phone. You cracked open your phone case and slid out a small photo. The very photo Taehyung gave you as a manipulation tool to get Jungkook to tutor you for that one chemistry exam.

—

Taehyung catches up to you, breathless. “Why, what’s wrong?” You continue to run as fast you can. “I forgot that I had a fucking exam in 12 hours and I really need to study for it.” you explain to him.

“Shit, I’m sorry, __. I didn’t realize how much time we had spent just talking.” Taehyung apologizes. You just mutter an “it’s okay” and continue to speed back home.

A few minutes later, you arrive at the complex and hurry onto an elevator. “Do you need any help?” Taehyung offers. You shake your head. “No, I’m fine. This is something I have to deal with myself.”

Silence fills the elevator and it dings open onto your floor. You push past the slowly opening doors and rush to your place. You furiously key in the passcode and enter the apartment.

Taking off your shoes, you immediately stride towards your refrigerator and grab at least 3 cans of espresso to prepare yourself for the allnighter you’re about to pull.

“Thank you for today, Taehyung.” you give him a curt smile and begin to walk towards your room until Taehyung grabs your arm and stops you. “Wait a minute, I have an idea.”

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He opens it and pulls out a small picture, and places it onto your palm. You looked down at your hand and examined the photo Taehyung had rested upon your hand.

You immediately snort at the sight of the picture on your palm. You shake violently with laughter and place your hand over your mouth. It was a picture of a much younger version of Jungkook wearing a pink, fluffy dress. He had on a swatch of bold, red lipstick applied messily all over the outline of his lips and his hair was full of sparkly clips all around his head.

“No way.” you breathe out, snorting even harder. “We made a bet when we were younger and he lost, so this was his punishment.” Taehyung explains. You toss your head back in laughter. “Wait, but why are you giving this to me?” you ask.

Taehyung looks as if he’s about to tell you a top secret. He leans against your ear and whispers,

“I want you to threaten Jungkook with this picture to help you study for the exam.” Your eyes widen at the idea.

“You’re evil, Taehyung.” you smirk. Taehyung laughs darkly. “Now, go. Don’t waste anymore time.”

—

“It seems as if Jungkook had a crossdresser era.” You shoved the photo in front of the three guys. Jimin did not hesitate to scream from laughter. Hoseok snorted loudly and Yoongi’s upper lip twitched.

“No fucking way! Kook, is this actually you?” Jimin twirled to look at him. Jungkook's face turned to a bright pink color and if it wasn’t possible enough, his jaw clenched even tighter.

“And since Jungkook wants to slut shame me so bad, let’s see how he would feel if I did this.” You strutted in front of him,

“___, stop, what are you doi-“

And shoved his pants down to his ankles.

He was completely mortified, speechless, furious, and if there was a word that was a combination of all three of those emotions, he was feeling that times ten.

This time Jimin, Hoseok, and Yoongi laughed all

together when they all saw Jungkook’s Rilakumma themed boxers. You had to stifle back a laugh yourself, and so did Taehyung.

He roughly brought his pants back up and buckled them as tight as he could. He looked at the way you were finding this situation so humorously.

“Doesn’t feel too great does it, ‘Kook’?” You enunciated ‘Kook’ so annoyingly and Jungkook felt as if steam was blowing out of his ears. “I’ll see you guys after I use the restroom.” You tell the three and made your way into a random hallway, looking for a bathroom.

Jungkook didn’t hesitate to follow you, pushing himself through the couple and Jimin. He gripped onto your wrists and pulled you into the first room he could find.

Taehyung watched the two of you intently, running off together. He felt dubious seeing the two of you on your own together.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You hissed at Jungkook. He brought you into a random empty bedroom. Jungkook began marching around the room back and forth, trying to collect his words together.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” You teased.

Jungkook gave you an intimidating glare. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He starts off.

“What’s wrong with me? What is wrong with you? You basically fucking slut shamed me in front of our friends?!”

“You did not have to embarrass me like that, __.” Jungkook continues to march around back and forth.

“I actually don’t care, Jungkook. You don’t seem to give a single any fucks about how you constantly treat me so why should I suddenly feel bad for you after what I did? Get a grip.”

“What are you doing this for? To get over me? Is this what you’re doing?” Jungkook stopped marching and approached himself. Your back was against the door.

“Again with this. I am over you, Jeon Jungkook. I have moved on from my high school crush on you a long time ago. All feelings that you think I have left for you are gone.” You looked deeply into his black doe eyes. You knew you weren’t fully over him, obviously, but he doesn’t need to know that.

Jungkook’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “Why don’t I believe you?” His voice lowered as he said that. He took a few steps closer to you.

“Your pride is preventing you from seeing things clearly.”

Jungkook had the audacity to come even closer to you. Your back firmly flat on the door and you felt as if you were being suffocated by his presence.

“Say it again.”

“Say what again?”

“That you’re over me.”

You scoffed in front of his face. “I’m over you, Jeon Jungkook.”

You looked at him dead in the eyes. Trying to get him to be convinced by your words.

“And I think it would be best if we were to firmly remain as just roommates and nothing else.” You continued. You felt your heart breaking. You knew this distance from Jungkook would hurt like hell. He’s been your longtime crush for so long, it would be uncomfortable for you to just cut off complete contact with him.

“Is that what you want?” He muttered under his breath.

You nodded slowly. The both of you kept strong eye contact with each other. His eyes softened but it softened in a hard way, ironically.

Jungkook opens his mouth and says,

“Would you be opposed if I were to kiss you right now?”

Your heart dropped so low that you could feel down to your toes.

“Wha-“

Jungkook leans in and brushes his lips on yours. “If you want me to stop then say it. And I’ll leave.”

You felt as if your chest was burning and aching. Your chest was heaving up and down at the contact of Jungkook, the boy you've been in love with for years, asking for your permission to kiss you.

Jungkook smirked at your silence. “That’s what I thought.” He whispered.

He closes the gap between you both and hungrily kisses you.

You could immediately tell a moan wanted to come up your throat at the taste of Jungkook on your lips.

Embarrassingly, you did not hesitate to kiss him back.

Jungkook cupped your face roughly with his veiny, big hands.

His kiss was getting rougher and hungrier each second. You mindlessly nibbed at his lower lip, earning a groan from him. His groaning was enough for you to feel your lower area purr for him.

He began trailing wet sloppy kisses from the corner of your lips and going all the way down to your neck. He began leaving love bites on you, and you were trying so hard to not moan for him.

You didn’t want him to know how good he was at kissing, and how good he was at making you feel so fucking horny. “Fuck, your lips taste so good.” Jungkook muffled while giving you deep hickies all over your neck. It was as if he was trying to mark his territory on you.

His words finally earned a moan from you, not being able to hold it in anymore. “Kiss me more.” You demanded.

He continues kissing your neck. “Kiss me more, what?”

You sighed annoyingly. Even as he’s kissing you, he is still so aggravating. “Not going to say that. You don’t deserve it.” You fight back.

For some reason, your retaliation turns on Jungkook. He loved how you don’t hesitate to fight back. The banter you two share, your feisty relationship with each other, he enjoyed every single second of it.

He kissed you back, not caring to retaliate further with you. He was surprised with how soft and tasty your lips were.

“You still want to stop liking me?” He said in between kisses. “Mhm.” You kissed him harder. “Why are you kissing me then, ___?”

Jungkook rarely says your name. But when he does, it sends butterflies throughout your entire body. You could feel your underwear dampen.

“I can’t have fun?” You say back.

Jungkook slips his tongue inside your mouth. He is practically shoving it into your throat and you happily obliged. You allowed his tongue to explore every single inch of your mouth.

You hesitantly stuck your tongue inside his, earning another groan from him. You were too shy to kiss all the crevices of his perfect mouth.

You’ve only kissed one person in your entire life. It was back in high school and you, Jihyo, and Chaeyoung were playing truth or dare in a circle with your other classmates when it was past schooltime. You dared to kiss the guy you found the cutest in the circle. You kissed Kim Seokjin, the heartthrob of your class. It was probably the boldest move you have ever made. Seokjin was gorgeous and all but he couldn’t compare to Jungkook. You remembered wishing Jungkook was in your class so that he could’ve been in the circle and you would’ve kissed him.

And now here you are; making out sloppily and hungrily with Jeon Jungkook. You were sobered up at this point but you didn’t know if Jungkook was still out of it or not.

Jungkook snapped you out of your thoughts when he turned your body around without asking. Your face was pressed against the door. “God, these fucking tights on you.” Jungkook muttered under his breath.

He lifted your skirt up and began gently massaging your ass.

“You look so good in these tights, ___.” He whispered into your ear. He was grabbing handfuls of your ass, gripping them tightly. You let out a whine at his touch. He was gripping onto your cheeks as if they were trying to run away from him.

He began a new trail of kisses from your earlobes going all the way down to your neck, upper back, then middle of your back, lower back, and all the way down to your ass cheeks.

He groaned at the sight of you wearing a thong underneath your fishnet tights. He stared at your ass cheeks as if they were a treasure chest full of gold.

He started off with biting your cheeks softly, each bite getting soft moans from you. His nibbling turned into giving you more hickies. You hissed at the bittersweet pain. “Fuck, Jungkook.” You whispered to yourself

His hickies switched into slapping your ass cheeks. He admired the way they jiggled with each slap. He was adoring the red marks he was leaving all over you. He was obsessed with the way you moaned over the kisses and slapping he was giving you.

He reached down underneath your cheeks, right where he could see the back entrance of your labia.

“You’re fucking drenched, __. Fuck, I can see it from back here.” Jungkook moaned out at the sight. You could feel heat rising up to your cheeks from the embarrassment of Jungkook seeing the wet mess he caused.

“S-Shut up.” You croaked out. Jungkook smiled at your stutter. He looked back down at your wet entrance. He mewled at how good it looked and was desperate to know what your pussy tasted like.

“May I finger you?” He asked for your consent. Even when he’s a jackass 99 percent of the time, he is still generous with his touch.

You nodded in approval. Jungkook slapped your ass hard. “I need to hear you consent it.”

You gulped saliva down in horniness. “Yes, Jungkook. Finger me.”

He slapped your ass again, causing you to yelp. “Fuck!” You cried out.

“Finger me, what?” He tried again. You desperately wanted to feel any part of Jungkook inside of you. You had a feeling he wasn’t going to let this one go. So you swallowed your pride and begged out. “Finger me, please. Please.”

Jungkook did not hesitate to slide your thong to the side and opened your labias apart. He groaned at the sight of your glistening and dripping cunt. Your cunt was so perfectly gorgeous. Jungkook has never seen a pussy as gorgeous as yours. He inserted two fingers inside of you. You both gasped at the touch.

Your pussy was so warm and soft. You were so loose and eager for his touch, he could shove at least both of fists inside of you. That was how loose you were for him.

He decided to put in a third finger, and quickened his thrusts inside of you. You tried to cover your mouth to stop him from hearing you moan but fuck he was fingering you so good.

“Don’t hide your moans from me, __. Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.” He demanded. He crouched up from his squat and continued to finger you hard as he rested his body against your back. He leaned back to whisper filthy words to you.

He uncovered your mouth with his one free hand and your moans erupted as soon he did so. “Fuck, you sound so pretty like that.” He praised.

His touch and words were beginning to make you feel dizzy from pleasure. “Fuck, Jungkook. Right there.” You nodded in pleasure.

“You’re such a fucking liar. I thought you were over me, huh? Why are you letting me finger your brains out right now?” He whispered. You were panting heavily at this point and could feel a sweat roll dripping down your head. Jungkook sucked on your earlobe as he continued to finger you hard.

“Oh shit, I’m gonna cum,” You warn him. This encourages him to continue his pace and attempts to deepen his fingers into your wet cunt.

“Fuck Jungkook, I’m-“

“Do you wanna cum for me? Do you want to cum all over my fucking fingers?” He says as he continues to bite your earlobe.

“Oh my fucking god, please.” Your voice shakes. You could feel your pussy clenching around his fingers and a tight knot was forming bigger each second in your abdomen.

You begged Jungkook to allow yourself to release all over him. “Please let me cum, holy fuck.”

Your precious begging was enough for him. His member was rock hard for you and he felt as if he could just cum inside of his pants just by your words and moans and the touch of your pussy.

“Cum for me, __.” He only needed to demand that from you once because as soon as he finished his sentence, you were releasing yourself all over him. In fact you were release turned into a squirting. You screamed in pleasure and euphoria from cumming all over the fingers of beautiful Jeon Jungkook.

“Holy shit, ___. You’re puddling all over me.” Jungkook was in awe at your liquidy mess.

Your eyeballs rolled all the way to the back of your head “F-fuuck.” You managed to croak out. Your chest was heaving extremely hard. You turned to face Jungkook and his lips were glistening pink and plump. His face was flushed. He looked so gorgeous and grossly sexy that you couldn’t help but to kiss him furiously.

He welcomed your kiss and picked you up. He pinned you against the door as he deepened the kiss, and wrapped your legs tightly around his waist.

“You cummed so good for me, ___.” He praised. You smiled small into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck.

The orgasm you had was so strong that you almost said you loved him. Jungkook. Jungkook. Jungkook. His name was running circles all around your silly little head.

The aftercare Jungkook was giving was so opposite to his usual rough personality. The kisses downgraded into soft and intimate-like kisses. He gently dropped your legs back on the ground and softly held onto you as he kissed you.

Suddenly, he paused the kiss and stepped back away from you. Jungkook was just eyeing you, observing yourself and the situation. Your entire bottom half was clearly soaked and the poor random guy’s floor had a puddle stain.

His finger was dripping from your squirt still and some of your liquid got on his pants too. Jungkook had successfully prevented himself from cumming in his pants. However, he was dangerously close to jizzing himself. His pride wouldn’t allow himself to live knowing that he had cummed in his boxers just by fingering you and by kissing you. He wasn’t sixteen anymore, he thought to himself.

Jungkook looked around the room to look for anything to clean up the mess. He found a tissue box on the person’s nightstand. He grabbed the box and basically used up the entire box to clean you up and the floor.

You looked down at Jungkook squatting in front of you as he was cleaning you up. Your heart automatically fluttered at his aftercare gesture.

There was an uncomfortable silence and tension beginning to cloud the room. Is he regretting this? Is he embarrassed of what we did? Negative thoughts began swarming you. You could feel anxiety swallowing you whole and you just desperately needed Jungkook to say something. Anything.

After cleaning up the “spill”, he threw away the tissues along with the box. Jungkook was dreading to face you all of a sudden. It was as if he felt shy to be around you.

Jungkook’s silence was becoming too much for you. “What are you thinking about?” You decided to blurt out.

His eyes widened at your question. Licking his lips, furrowing his brows, and shifting his feet uncomfortably was Jungkook trying to stall his response.

“I don’t know what to think.” he replied honestly. The aftercare session allowed him to sober up and to fully absorb what had just happened between you both. He was drunk during the entire hookup.

“Right.” was all you could say back.

It wasn’t that Jungkook regretted what he did, he was just too fucking drunk to comprehend what he was actually doing. Why did he have the urge to kiss and finger you like that? What was it about you that made Jungkook so desperate to touch you like that?

“Let’s just forget this happened.” You suggested. He perked up at you, giving you a confused glance. “Why are you saying that?”

You wanted Jungkook to think that what happened meant nothing to you. Just like how you knew you meant nothing to him. You didn’t want him to know that you have only fallen harder for him and crave his kisses and touch more than you can believe. You didn’t want Jungkook to know that in fact do not regret what happened at all. Not even an ounce of regret. You don’t want him to break your heart even more. You don’t see this as you putting a wall up;

This is you giving Jungkook up.

“Because..like I said: I don’t have feelings for you anymore. This was just a mistake.”

Jungkook felt a sort of numbness to your words. He felt embarrassed, stupid, and suddenly began regretting the hookup as well. You made him feel all sorts of emotions. The most emotions he has ever felt since you moved in as his roommate.

“Let’s forget it then. Like you said…we are just roommates. I’m sorry.” His jaw clenched a bit but you couldn’t see that. All you could see was how he did not look pressed at all by your suggestion. He doesn’t seem to give a single fuck. How did so much happen in just under twenty minutes?

“Right,” You began. You readjusted your skirt and rubbed your neck. A pang of soreness shot through you. The hickies he left had stung so strongly.

“I’m leaving first.” Jungkook abruptly cleared his throat and opened the door first. He took one last glance at you. You were hoping that your broken heart wasn’t showing through your face.

He gave you a curt nod and closed the door, leaving you alone in a stranger’s bedroom.

Once you felt as if Jungkook was an earshot away, you immediately crouched down against a wall and cried your heart out.

You were not ready to let Jungkook go. But you had to. Why love a man that did not care to signify your existence?

Your sobbing had you coughing to catch your breath. Your vision was beyond blurred and your heart was hurting so badly. Your first hookup with the man you have been yearning over for years was like an addiction: It feels amazing at first but after some time passes by, it hurts. Full of disappointment. Full of guilt.

The door swung wide open. You looked up slowly and tried identifying who the mysterious person that entered was but your vision was still clouded by your tears.

“__?” A familiar voice said your name.

You wiped your tears away and looked at the unknown person that apparently recognizes you.

“Namjoon?” You say.

Namjoon looked surprised to see you sitting on his floor, flooded in tears. He had his eye caught on the three large hickies that were spreaded throughout your neck.

He immediately grew worried at the connection of seeing you crying with obvious marks on your body. He knelt down in front of you and gripped his hands onto both of your shoulders. “Shit, ___, did you get hurt? Did someone hurt you?” He tried to get you look into his eyes.

“Wh-What?”

“You’re obviously in distress, __. Tell me who did it, I swear I’ll beat the living shit out of them. Who the fuck is preying on girls at my party? Tell me what happened? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?” He babbled.

You used your hands to hold onto Namjoon’s wrists that were still being gripped on your shoulders. “Namjoon? I’m okay. Nothing happened to me.” You began reassuring him.

“Th-Then why are you crying? In my room too?”

Your mouth gaped wide open. What are the odds did I end up getting finger fucked in Namjoon’s room?

His poor floor. And the door. And his room in general.

“I-I may have hooked up with someone in your room?” You were afraid he was gonna bash your head against the wall.

“Oh. Well, did you guys do it on my bed?”

“No.”

“Okay well then I don’t care.”

A chuckle escaped from your lips. Namjoon smiled at the sight of you laughing.

“So did this hookup not end well?”

“How’d you know?” You sarcastically said. He smirked. “Lucky guess?” This earned another chuckle from you.

“How did a hookup end up with you sobbing your eyes out? Did he say another girl’s name or something? Or a guy’s name?”

“Shut up,” you laughed. “No..he just…used me. And it just hurts being used. Feeling used. He just used me knowing that he feels nothing for me.” You blurt out.

Namjoon could see the hurt in your eyes. “Must really like the guy, huh?” You let your silence answer his rhetorical question.

“Well I’m sorry you’re going through it.”

You nodded at his not-so-helpful words. “Thank you. I’ll be okay though.”

Namjoon had a crazy idea in mind. Well, it wasn’t crazy for him.

“This is gonna sound extremely insensitive of me. This is probably the worst timing in history of timings to ask you this but,”

“Do you want to have sex?”

Is my Halloween costume giving off pheromones or something?

Oddly, you weren’t disgusted with the offer. “Are you suggesting this to make me feel better? If so, there are other non-sexual ways to do that.”

Namjoon felt his cheeks get hot and nervously scratched the back of his neck. “S-Sorry, this is usually how I cope with anything.”

“With sex? You cope your issues with sex? Are you constantly in heat or something?” Namjoon wheezed out a soundless laugh. “Fuck you.”

You giggled, throwing your head back.

“Well then how about a date? Maybe I can show you how a man is supposed to treat you. You can show that jerk you’re better off without him.”

You timidly smiled at him. “Okay. Let’s do that.”

Namjoon reached into his back pocket and took out his phone. “Your number, please.” He grinned, showcasing his dimpled cheeks.

. . .

Jungkook made it back to the party. Taehyung ambushed him with questions as soon as he saw Jungkook walking back down the stairs alone.

“Where did you and __ go? Is she alright?”

“She’s okay. She just had a question about homework or whatever.” He lied.

“Well where is she now?” Taehyung pressed. “Don’t know, Taehyung. You can go call her or something.” He walked away from Taehyung before he could bother him with any more questions about you. You were the last person he wanted to be thinking about right now.

His sober thoughts were pissing him the fuck off. He needed more alcohol to distract him. And so that’s what he did. He chugged down one shot

Two shots turned into three and three turned into five.

Before he knew it, he was back to feeling buzzed. Back to his reckless bitchy behavior. All of the girls that he caught checking him out looked fuckable and forgettable.

His eyes darted over to a familiar looking girl. She had dark brown hair and was dressed up as a Playboy bunny: the same girl who had asked him out to dance earlier.

His drunk body led him to her. She was watching him making his way towards her. As soon as he reached to where she was, in the middle of the dancefloor, Jungkook introduces himself: “I’m Jungkook.”

“I know who you are.” She flashes him an obvious flirtatious smile.

“You do, huh?” He flirts back.

“You’re Jeon Jungkook. The heartthrob of Konkuk University.” She continues. “Heartthrob? Don’t flatter me.”

"Why? I want to flatter you as much as I can so you can finally dance with me.”

Jungkook cocked an eyebrow up. “You’re persistent, aren’t you?”

“Very.” she simply says.

“Why would I dance with a girl whose name I don’t even know of yet?” he teases. The girl looked down, smiling. “I’m Yeri.” She introduces.

“Well Yeri, would you like to dance?” Jungkook grabbed onto one of her hands. They were small and dainty compared to his large veiny hands.

Yeri led Jungkook to another area of the dancefloor. Jungkook liked how she had a dominant personality. She knows what she wants and knows how to get what she wants.

They danced to around three songs together and each song, Yeri and Jungkook were nonstop flirting. Jungkook would run his hands by her lower back and would keep direct eye contact with her. Yeri threw in playful hits on the chest, seductive stares, and went along with the eye contact as well.

From the corner of his eye, Jungkook saw you walking down the stairs. His laugh at Yeri’s joke faltered when he saw you. You were smiling from ear to ear. You stopped once you reached th the bottom of the stairs, as if you were waiting for someone.

As if on cue, Kim Namjoon followed behind you and caught up with you to the end of the stairs. The two of were in conversation and he led you to dancefloor as well; only a few feet away from Yeri and Jungkook.

Taehyung saw you and Namjoon walking down the stairs together. He felt a strange feeling in the middle of his chest seeing the two of you together. Taehyung assumed that you and Namjoon had only a one-time dance situation however it seemed as if the two of you got close within a few hours of meeting each other.

He took down a shot of his drink.

Jungkook and Taehyung –both watching you from their prospective locations– watched the way you threw your head back in laughter at whatever Namjoon was saying. Namjoon would talk into your ear, and you would talk into his.

The same ear that Jungkook bit the shit out of earlier.

“Let’s just forget this happened.” “Like I said, I don’t have feelings for you anymore.” Your words replayed in Jungkook’s mind. And that was when he felt as if he had a point to prove to you. He didn’t know what point he had exactly in mind, but he just felt like this was something he should do at this very moment.

And so, he turned back to Yeri and leaned down to her to ask her something. A favor for Jungkook, personally.

It was you who noticed Taehyung on his way to the door. Judging by the way you saw him tossing his shot cup into the trash, you knew he was on his way home.

“Namjoon. I think my ride is ready to go.” You half-lied. You, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook had all ubered to the party with the intention of you four getting fucked up drunk tonight. Still, you didn’t want Taehyung going home alone.

“Alright, __. I’ll text you tomorrow morning?” Namjoon asks. You nod in agreement and run off to meet up with Taehyung. “Hey! Tae!” you call out to him. The two of you are outside, and you managed to catch up to him.

“__. You’re leaving too?” Taehyung asks. “Yeah! I’m starting to get tired.” you yawn. “So am I. Too much dancing and drinking. My old body needs a rest.” You laugh at Taehyung. “You’re literally so dramatic. You’re a twenty-two year old man.”

“Yeah, a very weak and brittle boned twenty-two year old man.” You laughed again at Taehyung’s exaggerations. You noticed how safe you feel when you’re with him. The entire party, you were on edge for majority of the time: Jimin introduces you to Namjoon, you dance with Namjoon, Jungkook pisses you the fuck off, and then he kisses and fingers you and makes you squirt, Jungkook made you cry because he used you, and now Namjoon asks you out on a date. To say that you were mentally done was an understatement; a big understatement.

Taehyung is one of your bestest friends now. You trust him with your life. The way Taehyung makes you feel whenever you are with him is enough to prove to you that Taehyung has been your missing puzzle piece all along. He is the friend you needed to have in your life. Someone that you can gossip with, joke around with, hang with, be stupid with, and everything in between.

“You know I love you right?” you confess to him. Taehyung stops in his tracks and bores his eyes into yours. “You what?” He said in a low voice. Why was his heart beating so fast? Why was he feeling euphoric all of the sudden?

“What? I said I love you. I can’t say I love you?” you smile at his reaction. “L-like you love me?” He is indirectly asking for your clarification of what kind of love you mean.

“Yes, Taehyung. I love you. You’re probably the bestest friend I have ever had.”

Oh. His heart sunk at the realization of the kind of love you meant. Platonic love.

Taehyung was trying to hide the disappointment in his face. He was beginning to understand why he felt disappointed. Taehyung is mentally slapping himself for being so stupid all this time.

“I love you too, __. You’re my best friend too.” He grimaced. “Do you love me more than Jimin?” You joked, giving him a pouty face. He chuckled at you, “Maybe so, __. Maybe so.” He wrapped his arms around you, and the two of you began walking towards the closest bus station.

Taehyung loved the way his arms snaked perfectly around your shoulders.

How could I have been so blind all this time?

He loved the way you rested your head onto his shoulder.

When did this happen?

He loved the way your hair smelled like. He could smell as he towered above you.

What the fuck am I supposed to do?

He adored the way you laughed at every single of his lame jokes. The way you try to joke back with him. He loved having you all to himself at this very moment.

Jimin was right this whole time.

I am-

He loved how you entered his life at the perfect moment in his life when he needed you. He needed someone that would allow him to look forward waking up everyday, look forward to the simple small things, the mundane things. Like getting coffee, taking a walk, engaging in conversations, watching movies, just existing. He felt as if he didn’t have a purpose anymore before you came; stuck in a constant boring routine, with no one to talk to. After feeling as if he was losing his bond with Jungkook, Taehyung was craving a new partner in his life. His new half, his reason view life as optimistic as he could. He didn’t realize how much he needed you in his life until now. And he loved that about you. In this very moment, Taehyung realized that he is

I am in love with __.

In love with you.

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