Chapter Three

Cue the basic party description.

It was dark and loud and smelled like pot and alcohol. Lisa always invited the crackheads so if you wanted meth, it was on the back porch and heroin was in the tree house. Lisa figured if you were on heroin, you'd be too high to come down and you'd just stay out of the way. But there was this one time where a dude broke his leg after he fell out of the tree house. So now the heroin was in the downstairs utility closet. Don't ask me why Lisa has a utility closet.

"You look nice." Jisoo says, snaking an arm around Taehyung's waist.

"Thanks, so do you." Taehyung replies, slinging his arm across her shoulders.

Jisoo was Taehyung's right hand, his wing woman, his best friend. So most people didn't think too much into the physical contact.

"Who are we reeling in tonight?" Jisoo asks, already pinpointing a few targets.

"Tonight, we're going with the flow."

"I like it. Let's get something to drink. I'm absolutely parched."

Taehyung is a fucking party animal. When he's drunk. He doesn't get hangovers which makes it easy for him to get knock out drunk on Tuesday and take his next final at eight the next morning. So, with that knowledge, Taehyung got drunk on some green apple vodka. He always had the best time on vodka.

*Forty minutes later*

"Jisoo, we should have sex!" Taehyung shouts as he pulls Jisoo closer to him.

"No! I don't have sex with penis! Penis makes me throw up. You go have sex with a penis!" Jisoo yells at Taehyung with her eyes closed which means she's facing the wall opposite Taehyung.

"Ooh, sounds that fun." Taehyung yells raising his green solo cup because we're not basic.

"Have fun, Taehyungie!" Jisoo says as she walks out of the kitchen and Jungkook walks in.

Jungkook is your average college kid. Drinks at parties and when he's really feeling the stress of college. He knows Taehyung through some mutual friends and doesn't mind being around the older. Jungkook drove a lifted black Chevy with black rims and a black bow tie on the front. The kid loves black. But just because he drives a basic, white and straight guy's truck doesn't mean he's basic, white, and straight.

"Jungkook!" Taehyung yells, going up to hug the tipsy younger.

"Hey, Tae." Jungkook says, hugging back. Come to find out, Taehyung gives really good hugs even if he's drunk.

"Hey, do you know any penises I can have sex with?"

"What?"

"Well Jisoo was gonna get sexed up by me but she doesn't like penis so I'm gonna find some to sex up."

"That's not a good idea." Jungkook says, pouring himself a cup of fireball and downing it fast enough to barely feel the burn.

"Neither was coming here. Look at that, we're all full of bad ideas." Taehyung says, sliding along the counter closer to Jungkook.

"Man, that fireball is good." Jungkook says, pouring another cup.

"Can I have some?"

"No, you had vodka. Fireball is mine." Jungkook says, hugging the bottle of fireball.

"No it's not! Give me the fireball!" Taehyung says, grabbing at the bottle which makes Jungkook step back. Taehyung falls but Jungkook didn't step far enough back to miss Taehyung so Jungkook goes down with the older boy.

"Kookie, you're really pretty." Taehyung says, squishing Jungkook's cheeks.

"You're r-really hands-some." Jungkook stutters. He's not sure if the stutter is because of the alcohol or the fact that he actually meant the words that came out of his mouth.

"Good. We should sex each other's penises."

"W-what?"

"We should suck each other's penises." Taehyung says, twirling Jungkook's hair.

"O-okay. Right h-here?"

"No. I'm insecure. We can go upstairs." Taehyung says, finally standing up and taking a swig from the fireball bottle he stole from Jungkook.