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Two dumb drunk boys having fun in sheer dresses and skirts, on top of the table dancing and stumbling like baby deer.

"Dimin, this ish like soOOoO lit"

"OMGGG YOURSHO RIGHT"

Their slurred speech was the highlight of the crowds amusement as they watch and recorded the gays getting their party on. But something caught the older males eye..

He taps Taehyung shoulder seemingly having sobered up..

"Tae, Tae look"

His pudgy fingers point over to his boyfriend...His boyfriend...And the parties host.

"Whatare we lookings at bro??"

Jimins off the table in a flash, the crowd doesn't care though they let him be, it's no fun chasing after a sober kid.

His mind is racing a mile a minute, maybe he wasn't seeing what he was seeing, maybe there was another boy with blonde hair and small yet bold frame...It just COULDNT be HIS Yoongi..COULDNT be his Yoongi on the couch making out with the host...

He's upon them now..Hebhasn't said anything he's too shocked..But he doesn't have to say anything.
Yoongi was the first to look up, his eyes meeting round brown ones the color blurred with tears and emotion, how could one look make someone feel so guilty?

"Jim-"

Jimin doesn't give him time to speak, he turns his back and leaves, Jimins good at this. Jimins good at holding in his emotions, good at pretending he isn't hurt, Yoongi knows that from now on...They will NEVER be the same.

"Do it again gay boy, do it again "

He's back on the table with his best drinking to forget what happened, maybe he'll drink till his head spins and he forgets everything and one he knows.

Tae loves to preform, to put on a show. He's dancing singing twirling around on this table, as if he's back home in his room listening to his favorite songs. Tomorrow he'll come to face it, the pure embarrassment of his actions, and somewhere in the back of his mind he knows this. But it's always good to escape once in awhile.

Although he may not seem like it at first, his mind was always busy, thinking, Thinking of things maybe someone his age shouldn't be. Worrying about a future that isn't here yet. A lot has been on his mind these days and he wants a clear palate, and maybe the confidence to go back and rethink, and redo. Of course you can never actually REDO the actions you have already done. But here he is. Partying like this would be his last time on earth, he wants to get wasted and be able to have a reason behind his actions, a reason he can explain without someone questioning.. An excuse...
And maybe he wasn't just doing it for him.

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