CONFUSED || Taehyung Fan Fiction ||

11 || ᴘᴏᴏʟ sɪᴅᴇ ||

Prom ended an hour or two after the announcement and the loud, pumping music resuming, people getting more drunk and having the time of their lives. Everyone gradually came to terms with the lulling night to head home when they got tired and silence overtaking accompanied by the cricketing of, well, the crickets.

But not for the main characters of this story. All of them were sprawled out in Anya's living room, staring at the TV screen as White Chicks played. Everyone who had a date, came with and so the couch was packed, leaving some to sit on the floor.

They were planning on having a so called 'after party'. Thinking about getting drunk with all the booze they can find but ending up opposing to the idea once they stepped foot in the house and agreeing to just watch a movie.

Y/n was cuddling with Daeyoung on the end of the sofa, wrapped around by a thick blanket. A soft giggle came from the ebony haired women when a pair of lips brushed along her neck, planting sloppy kisses.

"Can you shut the fuck up or get a fucking room? Disgusting freaks." Taehyung voiced out snapping all heads to his direction then following his line of vision to see what he was squinting at.

Y/n frowned at the hasty comment muttering "god..." under her breath in irritation. She had enough with Taehyung for today "Would you mind your own fucking goddamn business?!" She lashed out, straightening up from her curling position. The sudden raise of her voice, concerned everyone around, sensing another fight to ignite between the two war-freaks. Y/n already had enough with his provoking behaviour during their dance. She had no energy to deal with his over and beyond bullshit right now.

"You're being too loud! Other people are trying to watch a movie here! I can hear your sickening smooches from all the way there!"

"Oh! I'm sorry for how loud I was that I interrupted the whole group and especially your whore of an ass rubbing all over Wooheon!"

The mentioned latter got a bit offended and Y/n saw this, so she mouthed a "sorry" to him before eyeing back at the raging Taehyung "How can you even hear from all way there? What are you? A stalking creep?! Hoseok's literally sat next to and he never said anything. We're at both ends of the sofa for fuck's sake!" As she pointed at the man beside her and Daeyoung who just shrugged, a pout forming on his lip in response.

"I— you guys are just— ugh! Just shut up or leave to find a room, will you! No one wants to witness your PDA" Taehyung was out of words, not enough to make a reasonable excuse. He himself didn't understand why he suddenly bursted out his thoughts of irritation towards Y/n. His mouth was just faster before he could even think about it.

"You're literally doing PDA!" Daeyoung finally decided to argue back. Not sure why she and Y/n were being accused "Why don't you stop being a hypocrite?" She huffed.

"So you've been eyeing Y/n for a while? 'Cause you wouldn't have actually minded it if you weren't giving any attention to her." Jin chortled.

"What— No!" Obviously not believing his dear friend, a playful smirk grew on Jin's lips "Why would I? She was just too noisy that I had to tell he to shut up so that she won't bother anyone else—"

"But none of us complained." Yoongi butted in, deciding to join the fun.

"That's why I called it out before anyone could complain!" Taehyung groaned and sighed out loud.