Ill Fitting

"I think this dress makes me look like a slut," you stated, staring into the mirror.

"You'd be right my friend," Taehyung complimented, not even looking up from his phone.

"Kim Taehyung are you not staring at my ass and tits like a good friend would in this dire situation?" you asked, holding your chest in offense.

"Not one bit, looking for dick babe," he said, scrolling through no doubt a hookup app.

"Can you turn the other side of your bisexuality on for just a minute please?" you asked, crossing your arms over your chest in frustration.

"Should I fuck Leemin again? He sucks like a fucking champ," he said, not paying attention.

"Taeeee," you whined, walking over to your bed and falling onto his lap.

"What? I haven't gotten laid in like, three weeks. Main dude downstairs is dying," he said, moving his phone away from his face to look at you.

"Main girl downstairs hasn't gotten any action for almost three months, so, can we prioritize please?" you asked, sitting up.

"Right, right, show me the red one again?" he asked, looking at your pile in the corner.

"You told me that it made my ass look frumpy!"

"Oh, did I? Shit, sorry then maybe the green one would be better," he suggested, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe I shouldn't go clubbing tonight," you sighed, already moving towards your sweatpants.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I get distracted easily you know that," he whined, laying back on your bed. You sighed and looked at your best friend with mock irritation.

Taehyung had always been easily distracted. Ever since you were kids he's always been the first one to point out something that no one else was looking at... Like you.

You weren't the nice girl everyone loved to hang out with. You weren't the pretty one. You weren't the quirky and sarcastic girl that sat at the back of the class who had those witty one liners everyone loved to hear. You were just... you.

People ignored you and you ignored them right back. Except, Taehyung never did. Taehyung was the one that pulled you out of bed and made you do things on the weekends. He's the one who got you to go to your first party and take your first drink.

In turn, you were the one who helped Taehyung when his family abandoned him. You aided him in his search for his sexuality, who he truly wants to be. Taehyung has always been the popular one, the one people invited to parties and liked being around. His personality infectious and laughter joyous. A must for any social gathering.

However, if Taehyung was going then so were you. It's how he operated. If his best friend didn't go, then he didn't either.

The one thing all of his flings, boys and girls alike could never get over was how much he loved you. One girl tried to take him away from you, but that wasn't happening in Taehyung's book. And no man was going to take you away from Taehyung either. Many of your exes couldn't get over seeing Tae as your best friend, the one you spent your weekends with rather than having mediocre sex with them.

Tag team since day one, and best friends forever.

But that didn't mean Taehyung couldn't be an utter asshole and an unhelpful twat.

Like tonight for example.

All you wanted to do was go out clubbing and maybe get a little action in the bathroom stalls after one or seven drinks. However, with winter coming to a close you were at your heaviest and most insecure. You didn't like gyms because all of the testosterone fueled dick wads that could be found on every weight lifting machine. And all the girls who definitely don't sweat on the elliptical. So, finding an outfit was proving to be a little esteem crushing.