My Crush | ksj

27 - Liar

A/N: hey y'all, i found the time to update! ♥ please enjoy this chapter because shit is about to go DOWN

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Jimin mustered me "You have lipstick on your front teeth", he grinned. Shit, that stuff went everywhere once you applied it. I fixed it quickly, the night breeze making me shiver. In my opinion, arriving late at parties wasn't all that cool, it just meant you had to stay up longer and wait until you could finally get drunk. Lame.

The black limo turning into my street made me realize that it was time. Firstly, time to say to goodbye to Jimin.

"See ya later, don't get drunk without me!", he waved and went on his way to the bus stop. I had actually offered him to take the car as well, but he declined ("No reason to breathe the same air as that asshole").

And the second thing it was time for was – "Hey, you look amazing", Taehyung opened the door and stepped out in his unusually glamorous outfit, an almost genuine smile on his face. Be nice, Hayoon. This was just temporary.

"Thanks, Tae. You too", I mustered his clothes, the ripped black pullover really fit with the khaki pants and strangely, even the enormous Gucci belt complimented the look. He glanced at me, a hint of anger flashing across his face. Honestly, I was too tired of the situation to further think about it, so I just walked in the car's direction. And I didn't know, what surprised me more, a – Taehyung kissing my cheek or b – him opening the door for me. In the past two years, he had never (and I truly mean NEVER) done either of that. I must have looked either disgusted or surprised, because he just smirked, amused by my reaction, and entered the car on the other side. God, I really hated him.

The ride was relatively boring, the chauffeur had put on some old ass songs and I just resorted to staring out of the window. It felt so uncomfortable to arrive at a house party in a freaking limo, especially because the spotlight would be on Taehyung anyway. Maybe I should've just declined his invite and stayed at home.

"I see that Jackson still doesn't have any chill", my boyfriend chuckled as we arrived in front of the excessively decorated house. Although I'd rather call it a mansion - seriously, I had gotten lost here once before. While I was still busy staring, Taehyung was at my side of the car again, opening the door and extending his hand. If I hadn't known him, I would have assumed this to be a gesture for me to take his hand, but it was KIM TAEHYUNG, as if he'd ever do that. I shrugged and got up on my own, my heels clacking on the pavement. Since he went ahead anyway, I decided to simply follow Tae inside.

"You guys! I'm so glad you came!", Jackson threw his arm around Taehyung's shoulder, his breath smelled like an entire liquor store. Perfect. Luckily for Tae, Jaebum came to his rescue, two drinks in hand. Without even greeting him, I just took one of the red cups and gulped down what tasted like coke and rum. His eyes widened "That was actually mine".

I shook my head "I'm sure you'll find a new one", before dragging Taehyung away, further into the house.

"You can't treat my friends like that", he growled into my ear.

I grinned "And you can't treat your girlfriend like this, where am I supposed to get my drinks from?"

He bit his lip as we started dancing to the booming music. Every few minutes, someone would offer Taehyung a new cup and I just drank them all. Although I was pretty alcohol-resistant, my head started getting a bit clouded. And to be honest, it was pretty fun to spend time with Tae like this, mostly because we didn't say a word the entire time. It just felt like... I was forgetting something.

As I shook my head to the beat, I noticed a familiar figure in the crowd of people, Chanyeol. Shit, I was supposed to meet up with my friends, wasn't I?

"Taetaeeeee, can you get me another drink?", I slurred into his ear, now was the time to disappear.

He looked at me annoyed but eventually went on his merry way to look for more alcohol. Great. Now where the hell did Chanyeol go? Or anyone else for that matter, it felt like this house was filled with strangers. I decided to go into the direction I had last seen anyone familiar, squeezing my body in between the dancing people. But that was pretty unsuccessful. Damn, why did all my friends have to be so short? The only ones I had any chance of spotting were Chanyeol and maybe Namjoon, if he was even here. What a shitty situation.

With a pout, I made my way to a window, hoping for the fresh air to clear my head. "Who're you looking for?", a shrill voice squeaked into my ear. I turned around and to my surprise, it was Jimin. But not the cool, my best friend Jimin – it was the slutty Namjoon's girlfriend Jimin. What a disappointment. Wait, shouldn't I be angry at her for constantly sleeping with my boyfriend? Ah, who cared.

"Have you seen my friends? Jimin or Yoongi or anyone?", I almost screamed at her because of the volume of the music. She shook her head but then seemed to remember something, pulling me closer so I could understand her.

"I don't know where they are but I saw Seokjin in the kitchen a few minutes ago", she scanned my face for a reaction but honestly, I didn't even know what to do with that information. Sober me wouldn't go there, because Taehyung could then upload that porn video out of anger but drunk me on the other hand...

"Thanks, Jimin", I squealed and walked away, trying my hardest to remember where the damned kitchen was. Maybe turn to the left here? Oh no, that was the garden. I mentally cursed Jackson's parents for building this house without any directional signs.

Ten minutes or so later, I was completely lost and had resorted to just opening random doors. I didn't even bother knocking anymore because so far none of the crying or fucking people had noticed me. I had reached the last door of the corridor, almost ready to turn around again - but I somehow still felt the urge to open it.

With a sigh, I turned the door knob, but something stopped me from opening it fully – a familiar voice.

"It's not like this is my first time doing this... but I'm still nervous"

My entire body froze, I knew that fucking tone, the shy giggle attached to it and it made me want to vomit. Although I didn't want to, my hand pushed the door open a bit more, just enough for me to see what my mind had already anticipated.

His eyes closed as he put a hand on her back, slowly inching closer until their lips met, her fingers played with the hem of his shirt and she practically jumped on his lap. And he enjoyed it. Kim "I've never kissed a girl" Seokjin just sat there, making out with some whore like it was a daily occurrence.

I silently closed the door, no tears or anything. I should've slammed it.

A/N: SO HOW ARE YOU FEELING? Lmao I loved writing this because I secretly live for drama but on the other hand it sucks to push your pairings apart :( hope you enjoyed, please leave some feedback and have an amazing day! ♥