The hot mess of the school festival!

Chapter 1

After slamming the door of the empty classroom shut, Taehyung sank to the floor. His heart was still pounding. The classroom next door was completely transformed into a maid cafe for the Cultural Festival and the entire Music Club, Jungkook and Namjoon in the lead, had just arrived. Yoongi's and Hoseok's excitement over seeing Jimin had allowed Taehyung to notice them just in time.

Swearing like sailor rather than a French maid, Taehyung turned around. He forced an underclassman nearby to take the tray that he was holding before escaping through the back door of the classroom.

Namjoon was the first person to express the need to come to the cultural festival. Before Taehyung could get over his shock, everyone else had also come and hang out. However, there is no way that Taehyung would let Namjoon or even Jungkook see him cross-dressing.

Due to Jimin's tenacity, Taehyung was stuck with having his entire shift in the morning. Taehyung had made plans with everyone to show them around, complete with a believable excuse for them to come after noon. Or so he had thought.

"Fuck, why are they already here...?"

After brushing back his disheveled bangs, Taehyung sighed deeply. According to the clock on the classroom wall, he still had about thirty minutes until his replacement was supposed to come. So basically he had another half hour of walking around in an overly frilly, uncomfortable outfit.

Making up his mind to ditch until his shift was over, Taehyung sat down. His long skirt was nothing but a bother, but he knew that if he lifted it up, it would look like he had no manners. As he stood up, determined to change back into his school uniform, He remembered that Jimin had stolen it from him. Once he realized that he was not going to be taking the outfit off anytime soon, Taehyung decided to at least remove his apron. Just as he was about to place his hand on the ties, the door he was leaning on suddenly opened.

Taehyung almost toppled over but something caught him in the nick of time. Confused, he looked up into a pair of eyes, as dark as the deep sea.                                                                                          "I knew you'd be here."

"Jungkook!?", Taehyung moved back in surprise and Jungkook slid into the classroom. "I thought you were with Namjoon and everyone!"

"I heard from that bowlcut underclassman of yours that you were probably ditching work, since you still had thirty minutes until you were supposed to change shifts."

"Bowlcut? Oh, you mean Jimin. I still can't believe you managed to know I would be here."

"He said you couldn't have gone very far."

That little shit. I can't believe he sold me out, Taehyung thought. But just as Jimin said, there was no way that Taehyung could go wandering about the festival wearing this kind of outfit.

"Where are the others?"

"Until Seokjin-hyung comes back from his break, I'll be happy to show you guys around!!", Jungkook tried to imitate Jimin's high-pitched voice, but it sounded nothing like him.                        Taehyung howled in laughter, holding his sides. "Is that your impression of Jimin? It sucks.", Finally managing to take a breath, he noticed that Jungkook looked unfazed. He was probably angry that Taehyung was laughing at him.                                                                                                                "What's wrong?"

Uncomfortable under Jungkook's stare, Taehyung looked away. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No, I was just thinking about how you look better in that outfit than I thought you would."

Fuck. Taehyung had completely let his guard down. This was no time to be laughing so carelessly. He had run away from work so that he wouldn't be seen by his friends cross-dressing as a maid, But now there was no way of hiding it anymore.

TBC uwu