His skinny jeans | Vkook

His desperation

" Taehyung!" I call for him, getting out of the car myself but he completely ignores me and leaves."
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。。Taehyung Pov

Today I was in the mood to curse and beat everyone's asses! I'm here upset and they have the tendency to act like party people and force me to go to this birthday, Which to my amazement just looks like one of my usual parties where I get high and drunk. They think I'm acting odd, they believe I'm not myself and I won't bother to confess the pure embarrassment that I carry with me! Today I will come home a rejected man. That's right! Rejected! I have never faced a rejection like this before and I shouldn't be starting now. I mean I had gotten rejected once but that was because the bitch was lesbian not because I wasn't her type. Shit I'm everyone's type, and they don't have to see my status to know that. Honestly what's wrong with this little dude? All I wanted was to fuck a little and then sent him flying like a paper plane.

The car that I'm in went extra quiet when Namjoon and Yoongi hyung stopped talking. We were left here to wait with only our thoughts and our own burdens. My eyes started getting heavy and the feel on my face is loosening. My head slowly leans against the window when a small and melodic ring shocked me awake. My eyes roll to the front to see Namjoon hyung quickly looking at his phone. I stare at him the whole time, Watching at how excited and how giddy he got for what ever message he received . He slides his finger on his screen and tapped it. He takes a quiet moment, texting and getting a reply, texting and getting a reply, going back and forth in which I honestly didn't care so I looked away and back to the window. " Guys! They are here!" He suddenly screams his lungs out, Forcing me to shoot my head back at him. He seems to be too excited for someone who just wants to fuck but I don't blame him. I would scream too if I got to stick my holy cock in between those two buns of Jungkook. Yoongi at the seat in front of me yawns and stretches. " What?" He asks groggy from sleeping. " They are here. They are in a red Mercedes." Namjoon informs, his voice beaconing us to search for them so I oblige to look out the window for that car. I couldn't shake the odd feeling that Namjoon kept saying 'They' instead of 'him'. I thought we were waiting only for his sweetheart but I guess there will be more guys coming along which couldn't be more perfect, except for him being Jungkook. Maybe I'll get my 95th hoe after all. " I see them!" Yoongi yells pointing at his window side while tapping Namjoon's thigh to get his attention. I follow their gaze to spot the first person. A tall guy, light brown hair blowing in the wind, wearing a dark greenish jacket with a white and black stripped shirt underneath, blue ripped jeans, and red converse. He doesn't look as bad as I thought, however he's still not the piece of candy I need. Next one comes out, he has a SnapBack, looks highly familiar, wearing a denim jacket, tight black pants and some fly kicks. I marvel from where I have seen him as he clings to the taller's arm while laughing so loudly I can hear it from closed windows. I really hope there's a better choice than him because I don't feel like fucking someone who's so hyper looking like him. And yes he's annoying already. Next one out, got me fucking shook! No way in hell am I seeing this! I must be delusional! Well look who's here! Speaking of the devil. If it isn't my dear friend Jungkook the Mona Lisa. A gasp escapes my lips and I hadn't noticed my face is literally glued to the window until I feel the coldness on my cheeks, forehead, lips, chin, and nose. He wears a cute long baby blue sweater looking fucking cute and shit as he stands next to the other two. I don't believe my luck right now, is it even luck? Is this god's way to tell me that I got another shot? 'If it is, well then lord say no more and I will pound into this boy's world!' I think to myself as I open the door and throw myself out of the car without warning my hyungs. The evil smirk that plastered on my face has reduced to my usual frown. I've become serious now about talking, and Explaining to this boy, ' Hey! I'm not the guy you think I am. May you please give me a shot?'