I'll meet you in Paris || Taekook ✔

Part 16 - Don't Touch Me

Oktober 3rd - Wednesday
'Taehyung, Sander! There's a party at Camille's house this Saturday, we should go!' Elliot enthusiastically said, while hopping through the big hallways of their dormitory.

'Nah dude, I'd rather stay home, watch some soccer and drink some beer on my own. I'm not a party person.' Sander said as he opened the door of their shared dorm. The three boys proceeded to walk straight to the couch and plopped on it.

'Okay fine party pooper, et Taehyung?'

'No, I'm not in the mood.' Taehyung said with a sad expression on his face.

'But you adore parties! Remember last time, you got sooo wasted.' Elliot joked.

'You know I don't want to go Elliot, so stop asking.' Taehyung said, irritated by the contant happiness of Elliot. The French boy could really use some more of Sander's characteristics.

'Is it because of that boy?' Elliot asked whilst picking up the remote for the tv.

'No.' Taehyung shortly said. He didn't want to talk about Jungkook again. He was hurt by the fact that the younger just left him out of nowhere. But the worst thing was that he still missed him.

'I don't believe you.' Elliot said indignant.

'Leave me alone.' Taehyung retorted as he stood up from the couch and started walking towards his room.

'Taehyung! He hasn't talked to you in two whole weeks, he probably just wanted to play with you or something.' Elliot said.

'No he's not like that.' Taehyung answered back. Elliot was starting to get on his nerves.

'Taehyung talk to us! We're your friends.'

'I'm worried sick about him, okay! Happy now?' Taehyung shouted back at him.

'I think you need a good night out and have fun with your friends. Forget that guy for like two seconds.' Elliot said with hopeful eyes, completely regarding Taehyung's concerns about the other Korean boy.

'Okay fine! I'll go, but only because I'm a good friend and don't want you to go alone.' Taehyung said irritated.

October 6th - Saturday
As soon as the two boys walked up to the address that was given, they saw a lot of beer bottles strewn about on the lawn. They could also hear the thumping music from miles away.

The messy house had empty bottles laid on the ground, waiting for someone to trip over them. Taehyung himself almost was a victim. As for the people in this crowded area, they reminded him of the beer bottles: empty and useless.

Inside it was hot, sticky and dark. Everyone in the crowed seemed either wasted or high. A lot of girls were taking of their shirt to impress the guys. Well nothing would impress him anyways, he only wanted to see Jungkook right now.

A few people were sitting in clusters on the side either making out, dancing somewhere, drinking or just talking.

Taehyung could already tell this party had drugdealers by the smell. The drugsdealers, who Taehyung definitely wasn't planning on visiting today, could probably be found in a corner deep in the party or upstairs in a room.

After a while of roaming around he lost Elliot and began on his 4th beer. Maybe a little distraction would indeed be good for him.

He stood against one of the kitchen counters when he saw the one person he didn't want to encounter tonight.

'Hey Taehyung, wanna talk somewhere?' Pierre asked with a smug look on his face.

'Does it look like I want to talk?' Taehyung asked while raising his eyebrow at him.