Blaze Up [BTS College AU] [Mostly Taehyung]

pour up

Shitty trap-hop blasted through the speakers, Taehyung sighs, flopping on top of Jungkook on the couch.

"This music sucks." He says, his body trying to dance anyways even though he's on Jungkook's lap. Jungkook agrees, his arm straining to reach around Taehyung's body to take a sip of his poorly mixed drink; a rum and Coke that's 90% rum and 10% Coke. He made a face before pounding the whole damn drink back wanting to get rid of it so he didn't have to taste it anymore. "The fuck." Taehyung muses.

"Shit, I'm never letting Namjoon hyung near the bar again; he's the shittiest bartender..." Jungkook makes a face before burping loudly and Taehyung giggles and high-fives him.

"True words."
It's about 11-something at night, they're at the house of Namjoon's friend's or something, a party. Namjoon had said it'd be lit, but really it's a small house- actually a dingy basement suite rented by some dude named Jackson. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in about three weeks-whether that was due to everyone already being wasted when they got there at about eight, or because Jackson and his roommate-roommate(s)? were every bit as slobby as they were was up for debate. The place was crowded with bodies and there was a half empty box of pizza on the coffee table in front of them. It looked like Jungkook's grandma's table; old and wooden with coffee stains that won't come out no matter how hard you'd scrubbed (he had).
Namjoon had been manning the bar all night (or the last two hours) much to everyone's dismay but he'd insisted- claiming he knew some new good indie drinks he'd seen on Pinterest. However, he didn't really remember the proper ratios and half the ingredients had slipped his mind and was pouring everybody teetering shots of straight tequila when he wasn't downing them himself instead.

Hoseok flops next to them on the couch, sighing loudly with a goofy grin on his face. Jungkook makes a face, and fans his nose.

"Hyung, you smell like weed. Like a lot, a lot of weed." Taehyung, as well as Hoseok giggle in response.

"Yes." He says in English, before pulling another joint from his jeans pocket. Jungkook grabs his arm before it gets to his mouth, shaking his head laughing.

"Not in the house, man"

"Yeah, man." Hoseok says, shoving it back in his pocket. "The party is lit, eh, man?"

"'S alright" Taehyung shrugs, body half dangling off of Jungkook's lap like it's his job. "Could use another drink though."

"Me too" Jungkook agrees. Hoseok nods lazily, the grin still on his face. "But I'm pouring the damn thing myself since Namjoon hyung doesn't have a god damn CLUE" Taehyung snort laughs, and uses his arms to stabilize himself on the couch so he can jump off Jungkook's lap properly, but instead kind of does a barrel roll.

"Let us go" he giggles, reaching out for the younger's hand. They saunter off together towards the bar where most of the crowd was hanging out. Much to their relief, it wasn't Namjoon at the bar anymore- instead it was Jin hyung.

"I guess Joon-hyung got fired" Taehyung whispered in Jungkook's ear which causes him to laugh out loud.

"Hey kids," Jin waves, "What'll it be? Whiskey sour? Buttery Nipple? Broken Down Golf Cart? Red Headed Slut? Porn Star?" They both blink.

"W-what?" Jungkook starts. "How do you know all these?"

"Naver, my friend." He nods solemnly, pulling his rose gold iPhone from his pocket and flashing a page boasting "MIXED DRINK RECIPES" at the top.

"Ah, okay" They nod, "Just make me whatever." The youngest ventures, thinking probably anything will be better than the poorly ratio'd rum and Cokes.

-

Jimin's on his fifth beer and he's feeling great. He decides he wants to dance, so he grabs Yoongi's hand to pull him up with him.

"Jimin, no" Yoongi muses lazily, swatting his hand away. Jimin whines in response.

"Aw, c'mon hyung. I wanna dance!" He giggles and swings his hands in the air. "Please?" He drawls out. Yoongi sighs, chugging the last of his beer. He sees Jungkook grimacing at his mixed drink out of the corner of his eye and silently thanks the lord that he was smart enough to not order a drink from Namjoon. He sets the empty can down and looks up at Jimin who's grinning widely, eyes crinkled into happy slits. He finds himself blushing. He can't say no to Jimin, he's just too damn CUTE.