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truth or dare - yoongi ft. jimin

(rated +82)

as soon as i heard knocking coming from the door, i had suspected it was hwa young. that was until jungkook barged in, his shoulders accidentally pushing me away. his rumble of friends thought they had the right to do the same as him and followed.

i stares at the boys in disgust. though they're hot and can charm any girl into their beds, they sure do know how to piss girls off.

"jungkook." the younger boy raised his head towards me, his affectionate smile working his way into my mind. "what the fuck!"

"ooooooh.. y/n, was that outfit for me?" taehyung licked his lips teasingly as he cooed out. the signature boxy grin on the boy's lips stopped me from poking out each of his beautiful eyes.

"yah. taehyungie. i've gotten farther with her than you've had." as jimin says this simple sentence, a faded memory of your first kiss on the cheek dashed into your brain. park jimin has been a smooth motherfucker since day one.

i rolled my eyes at the boys now sitting on my couch, watching my tv. seokjin stood up, walking towards me. i froze until he sat his ass back on the sofa with my ice cream bowl in his hands.

"thanks, y/n." he winked, digging into my dessert.

"i deadass thought hwa young was home. what the fuck are you guys doing in my dorm?!" i screamed out of frustration. there better be a good fucking reason for these good-looking behemoths of men to be here.

"hwa young's throwing another party." jungkook rolled his eyes as if i should already know the information of this particular topic, but i legit did not because my dumbass of a roommate didn't bother telling me shit.

hwa young is throwing a party. although i've let her know that our dorm was way too small for the whole entire hall, word still managed to get out about the last party of the school year before we all packed up for summer break.

all that girl ever did was shrug off the scoldings that i lent to her for no expense. how dare she. what kind of friend does that make her?

tonight was supposed to be the night i finished the finale of my netflix drama and hwa young didn't even mention the party the night before, or even at least the morning of the party.

and that was why i was still in my panties and a loose tee shirt when jungkook and his friends came over to get things ready. keep in mind that i carried, or did carry, a bowl of ice cream in one hand and pop tarts in the other.

don't ask. i'm a college student; what do you expect?

"wait.." all the boys had their attention on me. "there's one too many of you guys."

i kept my gaze on an unfamiliar boy, or dare i say man, sitting along with all of jungkook's friends. the contrast of the dark gray in his hair caught my eye. he had the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen.

jungkook laughed. "oh, y/n, this is my hyung. we're half-brothers and he already graduated."

"how come no one ever tells me shit.." i mumble to myself. the man with dark gray hair stood. i double-blinked.

"sorry, i should go." he spoke in a sarcastic tone that pushed him under my skin. then he deadass sat back down where he was before he stood. i crossed my arms.

"who do you think you are?" he fucking smirked before he took his time walking towards me. all of jungkook's friends watch him intimidate me with his every move.

"min yoongi, but you may call me daddy."

i froze, blinking a couple times as the boys cheered him on. what the fuck just happened?

"let's get it!"

"why would she call you daddy—oh shit, nevermind."

"whoop! whoop!"

"damn."

"mic drop!"

"this smooth ass bitch, but i'm motherfucking park jimin."

"i'm just playing, babygirl.." yoongi booped my nose and i exhaled. then he bit his lip. "or am i?"

before i begin to tense up again, hwa young unlocked the door, bags full of food and shit for her party that i did not know about.

"thank god you're back. fuck my life." i sighed, rushing to my friend's side to help her unload.

upon hearing that, yoongi held a dirty grin on his lips.

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"it's been an hour since the party's started. you're still not gonna change?" hwa young sighed as he pour herself another cup of vodka. i glared at her.

"i didn't have time to get ready anyways." she rolled her eyes and laughed. "it's your fault. i was supposed to be chilling in bed—"

"alone? that's no fun. have this." hwa young handed me a cup of vodka that she had mixed with a few drops of her 'let loose' liquid that she had gotten from jungkook. i stared inside at the strange smelling drink, hesitantly raising the edge of the cup to my lips.

"if i die, it's on you." was the last words i said while sober.

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"hyung, where's that light blue stuff?" jungkook asked yoongi, tapping on the side of the empty solo cup.

"you mean the drugs that make you horny in liquid form?" jungkook nodded his head and yoongi swore his brother's eyes had sparkled. "why?"

"hwa young looks so fucking hot and i gave my last mini bottle to her." yoongi groaned before he shoved his hands into his pocket, pulling out a tiny bottle filled with liquid horny drugs. jungkook snatched it out of his hands before rushing away.

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yoongi looked for seokjin throughout the whole dorm. where did his best friend go? surely with enough searching, he could see that a girl was grinding her business all in his business. yoongi shrunk his face up in disgust before he decided he wanted a drink.

hoseok wished they had better options than the regular vodka, beer, and liquor. where was the fucking sprite?

"oh yoongi-hyung." hoseok began to pour the vodka into a cup for yoongi. "you look bored to death. 'loosen up'."

hoseok laughed as he enjoyed himself with the pounding music. yoongi gulped down the drink in one go.

"i have to pee." was all yoongi said before he slowly slipped away from his sober state.