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27 • And a Happy New Year

At last the party ended and everyone began to think about plans for the upcoming new year. For New Years friends gathered together as they counted down the excruciating 10 seconds. Families will be staying home to celebrate together. Couples will be kissing, friends hugging, cherished as it will soon become  new year. Everyone began to think of their new year resolutions as well, but not all could keep that promise.

"Taehyung?" Namjoon called out his name for the apparent umpteenth time.

"Huh?" The older snapped back into reality. He looked down at he broom in his hand and sighed. He looked around the area; they still had a lot of cleaning up to do.

"You good? I was just asking about the plans for New Years." Namjoon said as he collected all the empty alcoholic beverages.

"No idea..." The red head said.

"You should dye your hair brown, I thought it looked pretty good last night." Namjoon then added, "No homo though."

Taehyung gave a dry chuckle to the older, "Thanks."

"So I was gonna ask about some New Years plans. How about my place? My parents are going somewhere else for New Years."

"Sounds good." The younger muttered as he brushed the floor.

"Yeah, just me, you, and the guys."

Taehyung nodded as he brushed all the litter into the dust pan. As he emptied it out a flash back from not too long ago crept into his mind. How the lewd sounds he heard while he was in the bathroom, coming from his own sister and-well, he's not sure what to classify Jungkook as anymore. They weren't having sexual intercourse, it was more of a grinding play, a PG-13 scene yet it still made Taehyung weak inside.

"Does 7:00 sound good to you?"

"Huh?" Taehyung turned around to Namjoon.

"Does SEVEN O'CLOCK sound good to you?" Namjoon asked a second time.

"Yeah I guess..." The red head mumbled.

"I swear Taehyung if I have to repeat my self one more time." The elder shook his head.

"Sorry, I guess I'm still out of it." Taehyung have a shrug with a small box smile.

"It's alright, just don't forget— tonight at 7:00. And if you see Hoseok or Yoongi-Hyung tell them they need to help us clean up I swear they're useless at the worst times."

"Mmk." He began to take steps up the stairs to clean up the rooms— the rooms that still echoed lewd noises and the had the scent of sweat and sex. It was definitely something he wasn't looking forward to. He began with one room, then another- and then another. He hoped not to come in any rooms with guests still inside, but of course unfortunate events always take place eventually.

He knocked on the door, hoping that whoever was inside would hear and come out. There was no response; assuming no one was inside. He turned the doorknob ever so slightly, it felt like years before the door opened all the way, as if he knew what was actually behind the door. Once again unfortunately for him there were two people- and of those two people were the ones he didn't want to see at the moment. He let go of the doorknob dumbfounded, his chest felt heavy as in front of him were his sister and his fuckbuddy sleeping in each other's arms. He didn't know what to feel, he's already experienced this once, it shouldn't be has bad.

But the feeling seemed to be exactly the same from last night and he hated it.

He didn't know whether to leave the two alone or wake them up and tell them to leave, maybe keep Lisa behind though because she also owned the property. He was going to wake them up, but his muscles were paralyzed, he couldn't move. He was frozen in place, his breathes were hitched and his eyes carried forced water. It was until a yawn escaped from one of the too and the smacking of morning lips that made Taehyung feel alerted. A moaning was heard, not one of lust but more of a suffering tone. One you would hear after a massive hangover.