(DON'T PLAY THE SONG UNTIL YOU SEE IN PARENTHESIS 'cue song')

Waking up, it seemed like the day was just beginning, but of course the time said otherwise. Jimin barely slept after everything that's happened within the past few days, and this may be one of the longest days he'll have to bare.

"박 지민 IF YOU DON'T GET UP IN THE NEXT THREE MINUTES I'M DRAGGING YOU DOWN THESE STAIRS."

What time was it even? He never really was a person to wake up after 10 due to his usual hectic schedule, but when his phone lit up with a notification, it was clear he overslept quite a bit.

"Shit..." Dragging himself out of bed, he trudged downstairs to be met with his friend soaking a pot that probably had burned food formerly in it. He was shocked he didn't smell the burning sensation while it was happening, but that didn't matter at the moment.

"About damn time you woke up, it's 3:45 and this party is at 8. It's all black attire by the way." Jimin silently nodded, but the only thing that was on his mind was how he managed to mess up the rice.

"Hoseok, you do know that you are supposed to put water in the pot before you add the rice right?" Jimin went to grab a smaller pot from the cabinet, then poured water into the pot to put it on the stove and cook the rice correctly.

"I know, but there was this Youtube tutorial that I saw aaaannd..." Pulling out his phone, he showing him the same video he was trying to follow, but miserably failed. Jimin replayed the video, then instantly saw where his friend went wrong.

"Hobi, he put water before it-"

"Well I tried to remix it!"

Jimin sighed in defeat, then grabbed the phone from his friend to make the food. Hoseok sat down with his tea that finally cooled down, while he watched him follow the tutorial.

"Yo, you know at this party you can finally get some dick for once right? There's rumors going around that some of the people going are known for hooking up, even the ones you wouldn't expect too."

Even the ones you wouldn't expect.

The only thing on Jimin's mind was being able to walk after this party, and not being caught in the end as well. He trusted Hoseok with most things, but with this situation, it would be way too hard and complicated to even EXPLAIN what he unintentionally got himself into.

"That really wasn't on my mind since I wasn't even invited in the first place."

"So if you were invited you'd consider getting some?" His smirk started to form on his face, while Jimin finally finished the rice.

"Hoseok we aren't going through this conversation again, I may be a stripper, but my ass isn't a 24-hour convenience store."

Setting the plates down, he sat with the red-head and put his head on the table.

"You never know, you may meet someone."

"Yeah...I might." If he only knew.

Despite the fact Jimin tried to lie his way out of everything, Hoseok always had a way of finding out the truth. He was a great observer when it came to certain situations, with this time being no exception.

Jimin may not have notice, but Hoseok was clearly watching and listening to the male's habits. Jimin usually was an early bird, even when he's out late to do something, he's never one to truly oversleep. His mother died, which could be a factor as to why he doesn't want to go to this party, but every time he seems to look at his own phone before everything, it's almost as if he's receiving consistent death threats by someone.

Something was definitely off.

"How have you been coping with everything? Do you need to stay here longer, because I can always make room for you."

With just a shake of the head, no other words were exchanged between the two while they finished the food. Truthfully, the awkward silence was killing Hoseok, but Jimin almost seemed bothered by it. After washing his plate, Jimin went back upstairs and into the bathroom.

'I really should make him stay with me, I don't want anything happening when he's alone.'

As Hoseok walked upstairs and into Jimin's room, he heard the water droplets hitting the wall, indicating he was in the shower. At the moment, he felt as though he should at least clean up his room since it was a mess as is. Clothes, colognes, and other valuables were scattered everywhere in the guest room, however, as he was going through everything, he heard a soft notification bell from across the room. Jimin's phone lit up with a text message, along with three more, but each one were not even a minute apart.

'To be nosy, or not to be nosy?'

He slowly approached the phone and listened closely to make sure Jimin was in the shower. Hoseok really thought none of it, as it may be just a simple Twitter notification. However, once the message was within view, his eyes widened at who he's been texting the past few days.

Jungkook 😶: 'I know for a fact Hoseok is invited to this party. If he doesn't drag you, which he probably will anyway, don't be shocked if you see me outside the door.'

Jungkook 😶: 'Also, meet me all the way upstairs in the last room all the way down the hall. I told Taehyung I'm bringing a chick with me, so he'll leave us alone.'

Jungkook 😶: 'I paid you anyway for that night at the club where you broke down anyway, so I better get way more than before.'

Hoseok didn't know whether to be disgusted or scared for his friend. The last time he went to work was when everything falling apart, and the day after he did mention someone being angry about him cancelling. The water stopped falling, and Hoseok ran out the door before the door even opened to reveal Jimin's toned body being complemented by the steam. He especially remembered to shave, exfoliate, and do skin treatments to look as good as possible for tonight, despite him not wanting to go. His phone lit up with another notification, this time being from Instagram, but the previous messages were untouched. As he opened his phone, he sighed, and texted him back in a slightly salty manner.

'It's not like I have a choice anyway.'

Jimin hated the fact that he was too nice to say no. He always saw himself as such a huge pushover, but still thought of the party as a somewhat positive experience. At least he could say he went out?

He was almost certain he was going to regret this.

As he blow dried his hair, Hoseok walked in on the still undressed male, and gave him a half smile.

"Does it really take that long to shower?" Jimin flashed a sarcastic smile back at him, then grabbed some gel.

"I actually want to look somewhat decent so everyone can't roast me that much."

"You do realize that majority of the people there are going to be drunk by the time we get there."

Jimin set the blow drier down, then went to the bag he brought some clothes in. He pulled out a tight fit black v-neck with some simple ripped skinny jeans to match along with it.

"And? A lot of people there still think I'm just a gay faggot who does ballet and has a cool ass friend in hip hop."

Hoseok hated when Jimin put himself down. Deep inside of him, he really felt Jimin was so much better than what people see him as, at times he truly felt bad for him due to his label around the school.

"What time is it anyway? I just want to get this shit over with." Hoseok pulled out his phone while Jimin got dressed.

"It's 7, we better go now though."

After putting on his Jordan's, he slapped on a little black eye shadow to create his usual sensual look he does at work.

"Why? Doesn't it start at 8?" Jimin grabbed his phone and jacket, then grabbed some chap stick just incase.

"Yeah, but knowing Jongin, people will probably show up early to get wasted early on. Plus, it's his 21st birthday, so people are definitely going to be crammed in there."

"Then let's go." The two walked out the house, then jumped in the car and drove off.

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"Taehyung, it's not even 8 yet and you're already about to chug the bottle?"

Jongin invited the whole team to do a toast for him, however, he clearly didn't think it through when he saw Taehyung holding a whole bottle of Hennessy instead of a simple shot like everyone else.

"You act like I'm going to be able to fuck if I don't drink first. At least I won't remember shit if I do."

"I swear one day you're going to get a girl pregnant by accident."

As the boys did their toast, people were already crowding around the mansion ready to jump straight to the alcohol. Most people there were from sport teams with the exception of some of the clubs they found 'valid' enough to actually come.

"Should we let them in?" Jongin pulled the shades to the side, revealing the eager crowd.

"How many girls are there?" Taehyung, still holding the whole bottle of Hennessy set it down next to Yugyeom.

"Majority are from cheer, some from gymnastics, aaand the rest I think are just people from school."

(cue song)

He opened the door, and people stormed in as predicted and went straight to the alcohol. Jungkook walked towards Yugyeom and Bambam, then motioned that he was heading upstairs. Instantly, they had an idea of what was going to happen.

"You already got girls waiting for your dick? Spill everything tomorrow, we won't interfere." BamBam gave him a reassuring smile, while Yugyeom was busy making the spiked fruit punch.

"Yeah, just don't break the bed. Take some punch while you're at it for her too."

The thought of having sex with a girl started to seem a lot more repulsive than it used to sound to him when he was younger. Inside, he knew that as he grew older he'd be much different than others, but of course to keep his reputation, he hid it behind a thick, carefully thought out mask. He was known for having many fuck buddies instead of girlfriends, unlike his best friend, who usually was the type to date, fuck, then completely shatter their heart in the same week. It wasn't hard to spot out the desperate ones, which Taehyung would take advantage of within seconds.

However, after seeing Jimin in that strip club that one day, it was almost a strange feeling that hit him. Despite him stripping, he was innocent, or at least that's how he came off. Jungkook always noticed how reserved he usually was whenever he was around Hoseok despite being close to him, which really sparked a huge interest in getting to know him.

Jimin 🍑💦: 'I just got here with Hoseok, which staircase do I take?'

Smiling to himself, he sat on the king sized bed and started to fix his hair in the mirror across the room.

'Take the middle one. People really aren't crowding around there and everyone is probably wasted by now.'

Jungkook noticed how abnormally excited he was when he saw that text. It was weird, anytime he would agree to hook up with any girl, he never felt as he did now. The rush, the feeling of doing something he shouldn't, but at this point and time, he could care less.

A soft knock was heard on the door, then a text popped on his iPhone.

Jimin 🍑💦: 'Open the door, I hear people coming upstairs.'

Hopping off the bed, he opened the door and the smaller male appeared in the doorway with a very uninterested look. Jungkook gave a soft smile and let him in, then locked the door behind him.

"Exactly what do you want from me?" Jimin sighed, just ready to get this over with. "We don't have much time and I'm sure you don't want your reputation shot down by me." Sarcasm was dripping from each word that flew from his mouth, which he oddly found amusing. He decided to test the waters to see if he'll break.

"You really do have a lot of lip for a night whore. You did have the option of not agreeing to this." Jungkook started to walk towards him, attempting to intimidate him, but Jimin still stood his ground.

"Did I really? It's bad enough your friends come for my throat on a daily basis, and it's not like you guys will stop anytime soon anyway I'm a stripper, not a 3 cent an hour prostitute."

Still deciding to play with his emotions, Jimin for sure slowly became irritated. However, he eventually caught on to his game, and decided to fight back harder.

"Then why did you even suggest it? You said yourself that you were experimenting, but out of all people in that club why choose me?"

Jungkook's breath hitched in his throat, as he was finally at a loss for words. He did have a whole selection of other men he could've picked, but that day, after seeing Jimin in that club on the pole teasing the crowd, he really couldn't resist. Jimin saw his eyes falter to another side of the room, and he knew he got him.

"What? Do you even like girls, Jungkook? Are you just doing it because you're afraid of Taehyung and being judged?"

Jungkook's eyes faltered back onto the now smiling Jimin walking towards him. Out of instinct, he started to back away from him but tripped onto the bed, but before he could even get off, Jimin had his arms pinned right to the bed.

"Don't you want to finished what you started anyway?"

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Y'ALL I'M SOMEWHAT BACK CAUSE SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER FINALLY ✌️

Plz don't hit me I know it takes forever for a chapter to come out. Fam, it really does take time to work on this and then battle school on top of that.

BUT IT'S ALMOST OVER SO I WON'T BE HALF DEAD HERE-

Chapter 8, if you're sensitive, skip it, especially if you can't handle gay smut. I'll still put a warning but don't comment some bullshit saying that I didn't want you.

I'll attempt to actually write Chapter 8 in a decent time frame.

=Love yourself, Love myself 💖=

~🌸Ally🌸~