Unwrapping Taehyung

Chapter Seven

Taehyung

The Beta Theta Sigma Christmas party of 2018 was wicked awesome. I had to admit, Frenchie did a bang-up job on the mystery part. He designed a little game and put clues up around campus, ransom notes for Santa from the 'Justice From The South Pole League'. People were supposed to guess what it was the kidnappers wanted in exchange for Santa's life and bring it to our party. Jungkook and his team plastered posters all over campus, even at the gym, and updated them daily with a countdown. And yeah, the fake body parts were so gross! I laughed my ass off at some of the prissier reactions to them, but most people thought they were sick. Good sick.

The night of the party, I, and three of the other biggest BTS frat brothers, dressed up like Men In Black with suits, dark shades and JSPL pins. Namjoon wore a Santa outfit Jungkook had picked up at some costume shop in town. We led Namjoon, in chains, across campus to the BTS house, inviting people as we went along. By the time we got to the house, the place was already rocking. There had to be at least a hundred people there, and the crowd was still growing. Fast.

We wrestled Namjoon/Santa into the living room, playing it tough. Jungkook and Suzy, Namjoon's on-again-off-again girlfriend, were waiting for us. Suzy was dressed in a sexy elf costume, and Jungkook...Jungkook apparently was a reindeer. He had on ripped, skin-tight faded brown jeans that showcased his cute little ass and strong thighs and a fitted dark brown T-shirt that hugged him so tightly I swear I could see his pert little nipples through the thin fabric.

Shit. Doesn't that boy own any loose-fitting clothes? Why is he always running around trying to look sexy anyway? Um...I don't think-. Did he make it his personal mission to seduce the world or something? Can I just point out-. I mean really, who's ass moves like that when they walk? He's practically flaunting himself. You do realize what you're doing right now, right? Not that I care or anything. Okay sure, that sounds totally true. Lets go with that. Plus like 80% of the people here are already half-naked, wearing sexy little not-so-there outfits so it's not like anyone's gonna be interested in looking at his ass anyway, right! Well you're sure as hell paying more than enough attention to it. WTH...I am not! Dude, you're looking at it right now! Admit it, you think he looks cute. No! No! No! Oh, come on, he even wore those cute little antlers on his head. Okay, fine. He might look a little cute.

But, only because every time he turned, he nearly put someone's eye out. He pulled it off, though, managing to look like an adorably naughty version of Rudolph. The fucker.

As we'd scripted, I pulled Namjoon/Santa in front of me and put a water pistol to his head. "Where's the payoff?" I asked Jungkook. "Make it quick, or the fat guy get's it."

Jungkook raised his hands and looked around helplessly at the tittering crowd. "Anybody know what these guys want?"

"We must save Santa!" Suzy enthused on cue.

We'd planned for the contingency that no one had actually followed the game and presented the correct solution. We had a ringer seeded in the crowd. But we didn't have to resort to that. Four different groups of people held up a six pack of Rumspringa Old Order APA beer, the ransom the mystery clues had all hinted at.

With much hooting and hollering, we open the big gift box we'd had out on the porch and divvied up the gift certificates, candy, and other doodads that were in there. Namjoon/Santa tossed them to the winners and... hostage situation negated. The jolly old elf survived to live another year.

Then... then we could fucking relax and party. I was glad to see people had gotten into the spirit of things. There were some cosplayers in the crowd-several pairs of Watson and Holmes, a few Bogarts and a Miss Marple-and lots and lots of dead people. There were even a half dozen dead Santa's and elves dancing around.