𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 | 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 (𝓜)

You got me hooked (Up on that feeling) || XXVII.

I'm sorry I'm doing this again, but im heavily focusing on my Venus as Boy story, so for a while (as I stock up on part to publish for that book) I will post ao3 stories on here. enjoy <3

Ao3 credit: jiminsfw

summary: This year's theme is heroes and villains. All his hyungs want to go as Suicide Squad members. And this year, they're out for the prize. Now, this wouldn't be much of a problem if he got Deadshot or El Diablo— anything that isn't fucking Harley Quinn.

But no. He just had to be Harley. His fucker of a boyfriend, Tae, put dibs on Joker. His fucker of a best friend, Jimin, put dibs on Deadshot. It goes on like that until all that's left of the iconic characters is Harley fucking Quinn— leaving Jeongguk with basically no other choice than to accept the "role".

And also because said fucker of a boyfriend is practically begging him to go as Harley 'so that we match, babe!' Jeongguk hates how fucking weak and whipped he is for Taehyung's deceivingly cute pout. He's a fool, really. How is he not immune to that even after two years?

or

Taekook attend a costume party and fuck in cosplay.

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One thing about parties is that in Jeongguk's school, they almost always have themes. Some are bearable and some are not. Other times, it's his friends who are unreasonable with it. Okay, scratch that, it's always his friends who make it hell for him. Jeongguk likes the parties, don't get him wrong— it's the fucking costumes he's forced to wear that he doesn't like. Last year, the theme was cartoons. Their whole fucking squad went in My Little Pony costumes and Jeongguk wanted to jump off a cliff wearing a Twilight Sparkle onesie. A year before that, it had been memes. All seven of them showed up as muppets and Jeongguk spent the whole time wanting to actually Kermit. This year isn't any different and Jeongguk can smell death.

This year's theme is heroes and villains. All his hyungs want to go as Suicide Squad members. And this year, they're out for the prize. Now, this wouldn't be much of a problem if he got Deadshot or El Diablo— anything that isn't fucking Harley Quinn.

But no. He just had to be Harley. His fucker of a boyfriend, Tae, put dibs on Joker. His fucker of a best friend, Jimin, put dibs on Deadshot. It goes on like that until all that's left of the iconic characters is Harley fucking Quinn— leaving Jeongguk with basically no other choice than to accept the "role".

And also because said fucker of a boyfriend is practically begging him to go as Harley 'so that we match, babe!' Jeongguk hates how fucking weak and whipped he is for Taehyung's deceivingly cute pout. He's a fool, really. How is he not immune to that even after two years?

Another problem lies with how his hyung's are aiming for the best group costume award. That and the fact that Jeongguk hates doing things halted assed. So he knows, that by this logic, he's going to fucking hate himself while trying to party. For the third consecutive year, he's going to suffer embarrassing himself with his costume... only this time, it's embarrassing because it's, well, fucking slutty.

"Aw, Gguk, no need to be angry about it. I bet your ass and thighs would look great in those stockings and shorts!" Huffing, Jeongguk glares at all the reference photos of Harley Quinn on his laptop screen, reaching back to flick his boyfriend on the nose. "Shut up. Just shut up, god. I can't believe you all." That glare only intensifies when Taehyung tries to redeem himself by draping his body over Jeongguk's, trying to sweet talk his way out of a grumpy Jeongguk's wrath. "Come on, Ggukie, it'll be fun. We'd match. Aren't you Daddy's little bunny?"