Playgirl

Scott Pilgrim

Ship: Playgirl!Reader | Hoseok
Description: You end up taking care of an extremely drunk friend, and find out you have to help the induction for the frat you hang with.
Warnings: Intercourse, Lots of Puke, Deepthroating, Face Fucking, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Slight Exhibitionism? Biting, Breathplay
Word Count: 5,009
Song: by Plum Tree

"Fuck you, Jung Hoseok!"

You watched as the door you were standing next to swung open, a girl in just her jeans a skirt, tugging on a shirt, storming out. She looked like she was fuming, her face red and hair messed up. The man that followed after her stood only in his jeans as he walked out and into the doorway, giving her a blank stare as she stood in the hallway. He looked incredibly drunk- almost tired.

"You know, you need to grow up and realize you can't just fuck around for the rest of your life- because soon enough you'll be in your thirties, bald, and no girl will want you anymore," she seethed, glaring at him. "And you're going to regret not taking chances when you were younger."

The man- Hoseok, you presumed- simply quirked a brow. "Jess, I told you before- I wasn't interested in a relationship. You said you were interested in just hookups, and I made it explicitly clear that was all I wanted- so you're in no right to act as though I owe you a relationship."

Ah, now it clicked.

Jess spat at his feet, stomping off, tears streaming down her face as she shoved past nosy bystanders. You and Hoseok make eye contact, and you raise your brows playfully, taking a drink from the classic red cup. "Friend of yours?"

"Her and about every other girl at this frat party," Hoseok sighed.

"Really? Guess you and I aren't friends then," you smile.

"You know what I mean," he drunkenly slurs. He gives you a mischevious grin, however, despite his sleepy gaze. "But we could if you wanted to be."

"Ah, well-" You were rudely interrupted when he curls over himself, bending over as he threw up all over the floor. "Oh, shit, Hoseok how much did you fucking drink?" you curse, stepping back as the vomit splatted all over the floor. The people nearby quickly left, not wanting to witness the grossness of the situation- or not wanting to smell it, more likely.

"Not much," Hoseok lied, only for more vomit to spew from his lips.

"Oh, gross," you hiss. You reach over, careful not to step in the vomit as you tug on his arm. "C'mon, let's get you to the restroom or something."

You dragged him along, careful not to breathe in, almost as though you were afraid just smelling the stench would cause you to barf as well. The two of you got to the bathroom door, and you swung it open.

You were completely surprised to see Taehyung locking lips with some random girl.

It had only been... what, two weeks since his break up with Soyeon? It shocked you how he was able to move on so quickly.

Taehyung and the girl both whipped their faces to turn to you and Hoseok, both shocked. A wave of guilt washed over Taehyung's face, and he stammered to talk to you. "Val-"

"Just get out," you said, interrupting his words. You didn't want to talk to him at the moment.

"We got here first, you can find somewhere else to fu-" the girl began.

At her words, Hoseok choked up more bile, spitting it out on the floor.

"Oh, shit, ok, let's go," the girl yelped, dragging Taehyung out of the bathroom. He looked back to you with one last guilty expression, but you didn't want to hear it. Taehyung didn't owe you an explanation- it wasn't your relationship, after all. You knew you'd probably have to inform Soyeon about it, though. It shouldn't be surprising to see him there, though. After all, he was living in the frat house again.