Girlies

Becky:
Bitch I need updates

Becky:
It's been a week!🙂

Ariana:
Girl they all been in school and at the games or practice☹️

Ariana:
Nothing been happening

Natti:
Oh right I forgot they become scholars when in the school mode

Ariana:
Yeah...

Ariana:
But the tension with me and Jimin remains

Becky:
Oh honey

Becky:
Listen, that boy is a little gay🥺

Ariana:
Not like that!😤

Ariana:
It's with the whole thing

Ariana:
It just has been tense

Ariana:
Whenever we bump into each other, it's just awkward

Natti:
I mean, how do you feel about it?

Ariana:
Tbh I've been fine, got use to seeing him

Ariana:
Now if we were ti be talking, I don't know

Ariana:
I don't know how I would react

Natti:
Just try to be careful, for you and the baby

Ariana:
Yeah

Ariana:
Good news though

Ariana:
All the boys and their team won championship, all kill🥳

Becky:
YASSSSSSSSSSSS MY BAD BITCHES🥳🥳🥳🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Doja:
AS THEY SHOULD🤩🤩

Natti:
LETS GOOOO🥳🥳

Anitta:
Yay!!!!☺️

Becky:
Bitch where have you been?😒

Becky:
Just be popping out of no where😡

Anitta:
I rarely use my phone I'm sorry😞

Becky:
Hm..... Forgiven😒

Becky:
BUT! Now that they won, we all know what they means😈

Doja:
PARTYYYYY🥳

Ariana:
I already told my friends we're going out, and I'm super excited!!🤩

Ariana:

Ariana:
How do I look?

Becky:
Yasssss ma😘😘

Doja:
Wait is that Minho's jacket? Looks familiar

Ariana:
It is! I didn't know what to wear so he let me use this🥹

Doja:
It's automatically yours😂

Doja:
If he gave it to you, trust me, it's yours

Ariana:
Stooppp going to make me fall for him🥰

Ariana:
Alright I'm good and ready to go

Ariana:
Wait

Becky:
What?

Natti:
You okay?!

Natti:
Is Moonlight okay????😰

Ariana:
Yeah

Ariana:
I think Jimin wants to talk

Ariana:
Shit he's approaching me

Anitta:
Don't hurt my baby🥺

Becky:
SQUARE UP LETS GOOOOOOOOO👊👊👊👊👊👊👊

Natti:
OMG SHUT YOUR ASS UP!😡

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Ariana puts her phone away, lips pursed as Jimin hesitantly approaches her, clearly fiddling with his fingers as he avoids looking at her but after a deep breath does once he stands right in front of her.

She knows what's coming.

She can feel it.

And it's already making Ariana feel with her throat clenching to the emotional wound that was just ripped open.

She thought she would be ready to face Jimin, she really thought she was. Seeing him everyday and just avoiding bumping into him, Ariana really thought she got through it.

She isn't.

And knowing what he's planning to say, it only brings back that..... Rage.

Shit.

"Ariana," Jimin says reluctantly, "I uh.... Can we talk?"

Ariana wanted to leave.

She really did.

She wanted to disappear and storm out of here, not looking back until she officially calmed down. Remembering how much she suffered when this shit broke out, feeling alone while also being pregnant was a horrible moment she had to go through, and not leaving out that her boyfriend cheated on her along the way.

Because Jimin wanted a fucking picture.

It pisses her off how much things changed because of this.

Sure, Sammy figured out his long deep feelings about himself, but that wasn't a way to come to reality about it.

It fucked both of them up.

However, just for Sammy and herself, Ariana tilted her head up, arms crossed while she waits.

Jimin quivered back a little to the intimidating stance, clearing his throat now as he nods to himself, trying his best to think well his words before saying, "I.... I'm sorry..... For what I did."

That's it?

That better not be it.

Ariana waits, just to make sure she wasn't jumping to conclusions, and began to feel a fire ignite her body when Jimin remains quiet.

More minutes passed, no words were said, so Ariana checks her watch, "Well, I have to go so-"

"I'm sorry f-for forcing Woosung into that position," This made a nerve in Ariana's body twitch, "H-He tried stop me but.... I continue and.... Got him confused. I'm sorry."

Ariana didn't say anything back. She knows if she did, she would either start crying or start to get aggressive with her words.

She wants to leave this house happy.

Everyone wants to leave here happy.

So she only exhales a breath through the nose, "I have to go, so have fun at the party."

Ariana turns around and was about to walk to the door.

"Wait Ariana-"

The second she felt a hand grab her arm, she exploded ever restrain she desperate clutched on.

And that involved with a hand being raised and slapping it across Jimin's cheek, hard.

The hit was so hard and loud that it echoed around the damn house, forcing footsteps to start to storm from all parts to this specific spot.

But Ariana didn't care.

She was so mad, and that felt damn good.

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Ariana shouts, feeling this sensation on her throat as though someone is squeezing tightly, preventing her from breathing or even crying, even if she wanted to, "You..... YOU RUINED MY FUCKING RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T HAVE SELF CONTROL!"

Jimin is looking at her with teary eyes, a hand on his red cheek as he looks at loss of words.

Just then all the boys pilled through to the living room, Woosung standing in between them while Taemin went towards Jimin while Jeongguk goes to Ariana, but when he tried to touch her, she shoves his hands away and glares at Jimin with a fierce rage and pain.

She's been holding this in, now it's her chance to let it out.

"You may have helped Sammy figure out his sexual identity, but that doesn't mean IT DIDN'T MAKE BOTH OF US FEEL LIKE SHIT BY THE WAY HE HAD TO FIGURE IT OUT! HE HURT ME! AND HE HATES HIMSELF FOR THAT! I HATE HOW YOU MADE HIM FEEL LIKE SHIT FOR THIS LONG BECAUSE OF THIS ONE STUPID MISTAKE!"

Whenever Ariana tried to take a step forward Woosung stepped in the way, and she releases a painful sob by the ache in her chest, "YOU RUINED MY RELATIONSHIP! WE COULD'VE STILL BEEN HAPPY! FUCK! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THIS TO ME?! TO US? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU TO DESERVE IT?!"

"I'm sorry!" Jimin squeaks, flinching back when her glare intensifies, "I can't do anything now to change the past but I'm so sorry -"

Ariana turns around, fingers clasped around her neck with eyes closed, desperately trying to control her anger right now and not throw her fists in the air by that horrible wording. Tears are threatening to glide down her cheeks and she lets out a heavy and hitched breath by how fiercely she's trying not to cry, lips wobbling now like a weak child.

Jeongguk stares at her painfully, carefully going to hug her, but she shakes her head, sniffling before turning around.

"You know what, leave it be," Ariana forcefully whimpers out, unable to handle it, "Today is the championships party, you guys deserve a good night. I'm going to hang out with my friends and have a great day too, so I'm leaving."

Woosung frowns to her, "Ari-"

"Leave it, please," Ariana pleads, "We already talked, and you know where I stand. Right now my emotions are all over the place, if I stay here, I won't move on," And she looks at Jimin, tears pooling her eyes, "Just take care of Sammy for me, that's all I have to say, and don't do some shit like this again. All these fuckers here care about you, don't fuck it up."

And with that Ariana walked out the house, leaving it a tense and painful silence.

Woosung stares at the closed door for a good moment before chasing after her, not thinking twice about it.

The silence weight so heavy the second he left that Jimin felt the full weight of it, leaning back against the wall with eyes squeezed shut to hold back his tears.

This is not how he wanted things to go, he really didn't.

He had something prepared to tell her, a whole fucking novel, but all the sudden he was choking up and all the words were suddenly gone. He deserved that slap, her screaming at him, probably even more, but it still hurt his sensitive soul.

Jimin never meant to hurt her.

When that moment happened, shit, he didn't even know what he was thinking.

This is the outcome now, but at least now Jimin knows there's a hope for a future where she would forgive him.

And it was when she said to take care of her precious boy, and to not mess it up.

It still hurt.

A lot.

Taemin frowns heavily to Jimin's fallen expression, placing a hand in his shoulder, "You did the right thing," He says quietly, "Just give her time and next time, come up with a better apology, yeah?"

Jimin purses lips and nods, letting Taemin pull him in his embrace, calming him down to relax.

Taehyung glances at the two, back to the door, sighing deeply in disbelief and looks at everyone with arms crossed, "So? We not going to party or what?"

Everyone looks at Taehyung, almost as he reminded them of the objective of the night, but after this, Jimin really doesn't have -

Suddenly Taehyung goes up to Jimin, grabbing his shoulders and forces him to stand upright, easing out his blonde hair to the side and adjusting his silk and tight top, tugging on the loops of the pants of his white jeans, before wiping below his eyes of potential sparks of tears before nodding to himself.

"Good, perfect," Taehyung states, "Mistakes happen, we hurt people and do things that hurt others by accident, but past is past. Face fear today, tomorrow will be better. You spoke today, good, feel proud. Now give her time to forgive or accept, and you continue living, okay?"

His words were chipped and direct, but it was exactly what Jimin needed to hear to feel.... Calm.

He did the right thing, as in the first step.

He can try again another day, and this time be more emotionally stable and prepared.

It's going to be okay.

Twitching a smile, Jimin nods gratefully at him and leans, pressing a peck to Taehyung's cheek as gratitude for making him feel better. Taehyung evidently froze, not expecting that at all, maybe even blushing a little, as Jimin pulls away with a sweet smile on his face.

Just as Woosung entered back inside the house, a much more relaxed expression on his face.

Jeongguk was the first that went up to him, "How's Ari?"

Woosung looks at him and nods, "She's okay. We talked for a bit and she got a few things out of her system, but she's fine. Her friend just picked her up too," And Woosung suddenly looks at the rest, "She did tell me that she's sorry for how she acted in our house, and that she encourages us to have a good time and let loose for a day."

Minho pouts upon hearing this, "She's so cute, tell her not to worry. Will she be out for the night?"

"Good.... Question," Woosung reluctantly says back, realizing she didn't say anything, "I'll ask her, but in the meantime, we should start heading out."

Without further questioning, everyone exit the house, maybe a little pumped up, hoping to have a very entertaining night ahead of themselves.

High Enough - K. Flay

For once, Jeongguk didn't feel like an outsider while being at a school event.

Well, technically this isn't a school event, since it's out of school premises, but it's still flooded by people from his school here. No one called him names or pushed him around, probably because he won first place and beat the school record today, so of course, many people are seeing his talent rather than his status.

Which is something he wanted since he started coming here.

Now does he want that? Absolutely not.

He could care less as to what they think of him, his focus now being on something.... Different.

Something else.

And that being on himself.

And his sexual journey.

As on cue, while he was drinking the fruit punch in his cup, his eyes flickered from his stance against the wall to the dance floor. The second they got here, Taemin went right up to the DJ and forced him - probably bargained with a few dollars - to play a list of songs he brought with him. Many of these songs clearly not many people were familiar or aware with, or even how to dance it, but after a few listens, everyone lost their shits.

And were going crazy on that dance floor as though their parents didn't exist.

Especially Jimin with Taemin and Minho.

Since they're familiar with this type of beat in music, they were not hesitating in showing off their moves or basically show how its done. Many people started copying them after analyzing their moves, then going off into their own rhythm after catching onto it quickly.

In the midst of this, Jeongguk has noticed something evidently clear from his standing, something that was so obvious to the naked eye.

Minho really wanted to fuck Jimin.

Maybe it's the dancing style, or the way he stares at him as though he's inhaling cocaine, but Jeongguk can tell under Minho's gentle and playful nature while he dances with both Taemin and Jimin was that he can't hide those lustful eyes so easily.

Yet he's controlling himself well, since he's having so much fun dancing instead.

Taemin on the other hand was also having far too much fun with the music and drink in hand to get into his lustful pulses, even when Jimin was dancing on him pretty seductively -

"They fucked."

Jeongguk nearly spat his drink back into the cup, coughing a little and looks to his side, seeing Taehyung leaning against the wall beside him while also staring at them, an attentive look in his eyes.

For a good second Jeongguk process what Taehyung just say, glancing back to their roommates on the dance floor before looking back to Taehyung, "Jimin and Taemin?"

Taehyung nods, sure of himself, "Usually Taemin would be all over Jimin, but he isn't this time. Must mean he already tapped it, and he's letting loose with the music. It's so obvious."

Lips parted now, Jeongguk looks back to them with now a curious gaze, seeing Jimin and Taemin in a new light as he sinks in this information. Well, he isn't exactly surprised by it since they had this... Sexual tension going on for a while, but he's more surprised that they never said anything about it.

Especially Taemin, since he definitely never shuts up.

Guess this means a lot more to him than one would expect.

"What are we looking at?"

Both Taehyung and Jeongguk's head snaps to the side, seeing Woosung looking over what they're trying to see while munching on a -

"Brownies?" Jeongguk questions, confused, "They had brownies?"

Woosung looks at him, eyes widen with the glitter back to glistening his nose and cheeks, "Oh yeah! I saw this on the kitchen counter and they had a few stacked up! It's pretty good," And he takes another bite, humming, "Has an interesting touch."

Taehyung, not curious, takes Woosung's hand with the brownie and guides it to his face, taking a bite. Jeongguk also goes for a bite once Taehyung took his, eyes narrowed as he munches on it before nodding to himself as he looks at Taehyung.

"Not bad."

"Right."

One bite turned to two, and suddenly between the three, they finished the entire brownie throughout the party. They got a little more motivated to dance, joining their roomies - who were sharing a red cup amongst themselves, finishing it all the way down before happily dancing chaotically with each other with the crowd.

As the night continues to pass by, the more effortless and careless they began to feel.

And Taehyung was the first to start to feel a little weird.

His vision was slowly becoming disoriented, as though it's hazing before his eyes and reality began to feel like a simple fantasy. His body felt light, as though gravity wasn't holding him down anymore, and he was stumbling between his feet to form some sort of stability with himself but that was completely out of his reach.

He felt good, haha, too good.

He didn't even notice when he had another body on him, but he did recognize through the blur vision that mess of orange hair. With a slurred smile, he danced with him, hand to the base of his spine as he pulls the boy closer, so close to feel his pelvis area pressed against his.

It wasn't a problem at first, but the more Taehyung danced with Woosung, the hotter his body felt and.... He began to feel buzzed.

With urged.

Impulses.

Hormonal urges.

And it was taking too much of his senses, especially by how their bodies and hands kept moving against each other to the music.

Yet somehow, through Taehyung's long and gone mind, his subconscious spoke for itself as he leans forward, eyes closed, "I really want to kiss you."

Woosung didn't say anything, yet he didn't stop dancing with him, and the more he moved, the more Taehyung's head played with him about things.

Thinking of other things, such as how things would be if they didn't have clothes on.

And it was driving him crazy.

"We should stop," He manages to choke out, "I'm getting too tempted."

Woosung still didn't say anything, and Taehyung couldn't take it anymore.

He detached himself completely from him, breathing heavily before focusing his eyes around, "Let's find the roomies," And he takes Woosung's hand, guiding him through the crowd while telling himself to concentrate and just find his roommates.

He did find Jeongguk, who was sharing drinks with Taemin while laughing at each other. So Taehyung goes up to them, still holding onto Woosung for dear life.

Taemin was the first to notice them, beaming, "Roomies! There you are! You guys look hot out there - Wait," Taemin suddenly narrows his eyes to Taehyung's face, making Taehyung inch back, just before he looks at Taemin and then back to Jeongguk, not before barking a loud laugh, "What the fuck, you guys are all high! I'm so dead!"

High?

How is Taehyung high?

Taehyung is confused now, trying to keep his eyes open, but he just shakes his head, "T-That's not - Listen, where's um... Jimin and Minho?"

Jeongguk suddenly starts to giggle, leaning his head back against the wall, "Shhh, I think bathroom. Jimin began to feel suffocated, didn't want to go alone."

Just on cue, the two suddenly emerged from the crowd, Minho leading the way while holding onto Jimin's hand - who seems a bit more serious than.... Well, usual.

"Everyone okay?" Minho asks, seeming the more stable out of everyone, "Tired?"

"Hell no!" Jeongguk laughs, "Having fun!"

Minho slowly smirks to this, eyes glistening, "Good, this night only started."

Suddenly everyone had a shot glass in hand, smothering it down in one go while sucking on the lime to the burn in their throats.

From that point on, no one knew what the fucked happened.

The last thing any of them remember, specifically Jimin, was dancing on the dance floor before the six of them ended up going to a random bedroom with a bottle of fucking Don Julio in hand to play games with.

Yet the second that door slammed shut, so did any conscious thought.

Completely.

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A/N:

Gotta love the Hush Little Baby flashbacks.

Next chapter about to feel like deja vu.

I PURPLE YOU! <333