New Newer Rules

9 - Watch Taehyung Leave.

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Taehyung is wrapped comfortably in a thick blanket burrito when Jimin comes storming into his room, muttering something under his breath that Taehyung can't decipher. Taehyung's re-watching Goblin, tissues at the ready if he's going to cry again.

Jimin heads straight to Taehyung's closet, digging through the shirts. "You owe me a candy bar for any shirt you take."

Jimin ignores him. "Where are your hoe clothes?"

"Excuse you, I am not a hoe."

"I've dressed you like one," Jimin says, holding up a shirt before tossing it onto the bed. Taehyung makes an indignant noise. He just cleaned yesterday after almost three months. "Why the fuck are you still in bed?"

"I've become one with my blankets."

"Get up, we're late."

Taehyung frowns, finally pausing the drama. "Late for what?"

"Party at Hoseok's frat."

With a groan, Taehyung pulls the blankets over his head. "You know I hate frat parties."

"I know, babe, but this is prime time to make another move. I can give Hoseok more hints, you can get laid or drunk enough to adopt a puppy." The mattress sinks with Jimin's added weight as he sits and pulls the blanket back enough to reveal Taehyung's face. He pets nimble fingers through Taehyung's bangs "You're stressed and can't sleep. We don't have many options in university. Come with me or I'm taking you to the campus nurse."

"Fine," Taehyung sighs, whining at the loss of Jimin's touch. "But you're buying me dinner."

"Deal. Now get dressed."

Jimin picks a see-through white tank top and a soft jacket for Taehyung, paired with a pair of tight jeans before he gives up on fitting into Taehyung's clothes and retreats to his own closet. He returns dressed like absolute sin, denim jacket held together by one button. If he didn't already know he wasn't into Jimin romantically, Taehyung would be on his knees in a heartbeat.

"Damn, Chim."

"I know," Jimin grins. Taehyung follows him into the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub as Jimin works at his eyes with subtle pink hues and eyeliner. "If Hobi doesn't put a ring on it I'll jump into the pool."

"Makeup and all?"

"You know it."

They make a stop at the mini fridge in the corner of the dorm, where Jimin hides their tequila and rum in an empty box of cereal. Together, they toast three shots, knocking back the Patron with
grimaces.

The house Hoseok pledged almost three years ago is already loud when Taehyung and Jimin show up, the music audible from almost two blocks away. It's packed with people, and a freshman tries to turn them away at the front door until Hoseok walks up behind him and tugs Jimin into the house with a hand around his wrist. Without a word, Hoseok leads them through the mess of people mingling at the front of the house, dancing in the living room, streaking through the hallways, and shouting in the backyard and to the kitchen, where the music is slightly muted. Taehyung can already feel a headache coming.

"Jesus," Hoseok says, pouring out three shots of Jameson. "Didn't think you guys were coming."

Jimin clinks their glasses together and they knock back the shots. "Biggest party of the year, hyung. We wouldn't miss it."

Hoseok winks. "Biggest party of the year so far."

"Hyung." A scrawny boy comes wandering into the kitchen. "There's someone at the door. Claims they know you."