It was a wonder that no one called the fire marshall with how packed out the Gamma's house was. Not only was the lawn and front porch covered, but the streets and sidewalks were also obnoxiously littered with students.

Yoongi squinted as he emerged from his parked car, over a block away from the house since cars lined the entire street. The black Bull's snapback is pulled low over his eyes and he pulls it around by the brim so that he could see better. His retro Jordan 1's touch down on the concrete and he tugs habitually at the hem of his black and white Starter Chicago Bulls limited edition baseball Jersey. His jean shorts stopped just below his knees and a single gold chain hung from his neck. As he turned his head to scan the block, a small hoop dangled from his left ear.

"Man.....someone is definitely gonna call the police.." he murmurs. Rising from the other side of the car, Taehyung shrugs his exposed shoulders and bites down on the lollipop he had stashed in his cheek. The warmth of the night kissed his skin underneath the baggy dark denim Dickie's overalls, a nod to Tupac's style. His hair had a wet oil slick luster to it and it laid in thick attractive waves over his caramel skin. He also wore a single gold chain with slightly thicker links. He shuts Yoongi's passenger door and steps up onto the curb, still chewing his sucker. He tucks his hand in his pocket while using the other to toy with the white candy stick, lifting his brow as a few girls passed them in their very on-brand freaknik outfits.

"Naw I doubt it. Last year was worse. "Where's your girl? She....damn.....inside already or are you waiting for her ?" Taehyung asks distractedly as he locked eyes with one of the girls in passing, smirking over the candy stick. 

Yoongi, who had already fished his phone from his pocket, looks over the hood of his car at Taehyung.

"Huh? My who?" he asks obliviously. Taehyung cuts him a sideward glance, showing very little patience in his gaze as he shook his head.

"Man...Nothing...You ready?" he chuckles dryly and Yoongi nods with his eyes back down on his phone.

"Yeah, let's go." He mutters as he sent his text.

Alana barely feels her phone vibrate in her hand since she was currently throwing back her third shot. Alesha grimaces beside her, swallowing down the liquor and tossing the mini red solo cup aside.

"Ugh...shat." she shakes her head but quickly recovers from the bitter taste to relish in the warm and tingly effect it has on her body. Her freshly done hair flows silkily over her shoulders with the bedazzled white bandana tied over her hairline. The Aaliyah-inspired outfit was unmistakable with the Tommy Hilfiger tube top and boxers, the waistband peeking over her loose-fitting jeans. The curve of her hips is exposed enough for a pair of pale hands to curl over them as she fell back into the rhythm and she smirks at the feeling of Jimin pressing his front into her back, hugging her waist and drunkenly singing along to the music.

"This is how we dooo it..." he mumbles in her ear with a smile, unsubtly grinding against her ass as he held her.

He'd met Alana and Alesha earlier to pregame and was already well on his way to being drunk. Drawing his look's inspiration from H Town, Jimin's black leather vest and baggy jeans were an ironic compliment to Alesha's outfit. His gold chain dangles attractively between the humps of his chest and abs as he moved and his blonde hair was already styled in a boy band fashion that fit the theme perfectly.

"If Youuu were from...where I'm from..then you would knooooow.." he croons along with the Montell, swaying drunkenly. He pauses to take a hit from his vape pen and leans away to blow the smoke into the air.

Alana giggles at the sight of them together, finding them even more amusing now that Alesha stopped denying there being a little something between them.

From across the way, Yoongi and Taehyung were making their way through the crowd. There's a notable difference in how they were navigating the room. One, whose eyes held a subtle sadness also filled with mischief at the sight of all of the women cutting him looks of appreciation. Nothing Taehyung wasn't accustomed to being who he was but it almost felt unburdened to reciprocate now that he was single.

He smiles at a few, winks, and nods in acknowledgment at others. He pushes his wavy hair back from his face to see better as he subconsciously searched the crowd for a certain someone, inwardly sighing in relief at not spotting her among the faces before him.

He'd worried that she would be there but from the way she'd been avoiding him, perhaps Jade wouldn't be in attendance. Perhaps tonight he could finally stop thinking about her and make a step toward getting back to the part of him he'd tried so hard at suppressing since falling in love with her.

Beside him, Yoongi's eyes scanned the crowd with purpose. Searching and sifting until they fall upon caramel skin, the brightly color-blocked windbreaker and swaying braids.

With Jimin wedged between her and Alesha, Alana laughs freely as the three of them danced. Just as they prepare to take another shot from the bottle Jimin snuck in, Alana us blissfully unaware of a smirking Yoongi's approach.

Alesha and Jimin spot him cutting through the crowd from behind her but he quickly puts a finger to his lips when they lock eyes.

"Everuh since i was a lower case g..." Alana mumbles distractley as she lifted her tiny cup to her lips, only to have it snatched away from an arm reaching around her.

"Heeeeey!" She whines and turns sharply with a scowl and in full preparation to cuss until she's met by the hooded gaze of Yoongi. He was already throwing the shot back with his eyes on her and as he swallows, he shoots her a mischevious wink.

"...oh hey..." she smiles and Yoongi returns it ,looking away briefly. He rubs at the back of his neck and grimaces at the burn of the alcohol. He lifts the mini solo cup to examine the inside.

"What is this?" He frowns and Alana shrugs before tipping her head in Jimin's direction.

"Something he brought." She says, havimg to repeat it since the music was so loud. Yoongi stooped a bit to lean into her so that he could hear, giving them both a nice whiff of eachothers comforting scents.

Yoongi nods in understanding before handing the cup back to her.

"Yall been here long?" He leans into her again and Alana shakes her head in response.

"You came alone?" she asks in return, nearly bumping temples with Yoongi in process.

At her question he leans away and frowns as he glances back in search of Taehyung but finds only the faces of dancing strangers around them. Knowing he was somewhere in the house, most likely mingling and taking advantage of his newfound "freedom". He shrugs it off and resumes his attention to Alana.

"I guess so.." he mouths.

Yoongi steps closer into the group to greet Jimin, who tucks his pen between his lips to slap hands with him over Alesha's shoulder.

Yoongi nods at Alesha as he leaned away, smirking and perking his brow at the way she and Jimin were so cozy but keeping his comments to himself.

With Jimin's attention still on him, Yoongi lifts his hand and motions as if he was shaking an imaginary shot glass.

Knowing what he was asking, Jimin produces the pint of Smirnoff from behind his back. Alana watches as Yoongi takes it, unscrews the cap and pours a shots worth of it waterfall style into his mouth.

"Oop...Okaay Yoongi..." Alesha yells and Jimin smirks at the way Yoongi stifles the grimace as he swallowed down the mouthful of straight clear. Alana furrows her brow but says nothing as he handed the bottle back to Jimin.

As if the alcohol was activating something within him, Yoongi gazes down at Alana darkly and smirks before tipping his chin.

"Wanna dance?" He mouths, licking the remnants of alcohol from his lips. Alana watches the soft flesh gain a slight shine mindlessly for a moment before looking him in the eye.

She then perks a brow.

"Sure...If you can keep up..."  she smirks back and Yoongi raises his brows softly in surprise.

"It's like that?" He chuckles and Alana shrugs cutely as the two begin falling in with the blasting rhythm of the music.

Circling around the wide-spaced fashion of the first floor, the hosts of the party could be found up near the DJ's section. Hoseok is busy at work, repping Inglewood in his very Cholo-Esque baggy black and navy flannel shirt buttoned to the top with his chain below the collar. His focused gaze alternates between his laptop and the mixing equipment. He seamlessly merges hits from the 90s with more modern songs, earning nothing but positive feedback from the students surrounding him.

Seokjin approaches him, making him push back his headphones briefly and nod before he steps down to rejoin his frats that were posted up with their drinks.

One of them leans into Seokjin to speak.

"Maaaan...you don't think it's getting too crowded do you?" He asks and Seokjin frowns at the question.

"Naw......last year was worse." He denies and his frat only shrugs his shoulders before going about his business.

As Jin turns away from the short conversation, he spots the group of women trailing into the main area of the frat house. Like a school of fish parting to avoid become prey, the crowd seemed to make way for the alluring group of women, all staring in appreciation as they passed.

At the head of the group, Demi leads their charge and commands the room with her confident stride.

Normally the Ace of her line since she was the shortest, it was always fitting that Demi led them.

Fitting in with the 90's theme, she wore a sexy rendition of Dionne from Clueless's red and black plaid mini skirt and blazer, which hung from her shoulders to give a view of her lacey red bralette. The pleated skirt barely covers her ass as she walked, striking in her black heels over the frat house floor. Similarly to her muse, her normally curly hair was freshly styled in knotless braids that flowed down to her waist.

A very different look for the normally conservative 4th year and approval was the general consensus among the men in the crowd.

Especially one in particular.

Being up on a raised platform in the house, Jin has a perfect view of the Theta's as they entered and he can't help but smirk at the way everyone stared at them. His eyes find Demi immediately and his smirk fades slightly at the sight of her.

Her petite yet curvy body.
Her perfectly glimmered skin.
Her swaying braids that knock him back in time to when she and him were alone. Enraptured and happily lost in each other in the heat of Costa Rica.

As they dispersed, Demi seems to feel a particular set of eyes on her. As if she hadn't been searching for him from the moment they walked in, she acts unaware of Seokjin's alluring eyes until the last second and gazes up to find him staring at her from a short distance that felt longer because of the crowd.

And as she expected, he looked amazing. Donning a bandana of his frat colors to push his hair back, Seokjin was giving very much laid-back Fresh Prince vibes in his color-blocked windbreaker tracksuit and a white tee. His tall and lean frame carried it so well that Demi finds herself conjuring up the memories of his perfect body underneath it. She quickly blinks the impeding thought away though, scolding herself for losing focus.

She wasnt here to get distracted by him.

She had a point to prove.

When they make eye contact, however, a warmth floods her skin from the way his eyes softened and his lips part into an enamored smirk. He nods at her in acknowledgment, hoping to receive the same from her.

Demi reciprocates with a slight smile and bats her lashes before turning her eyes back towards the parting crowd, doing her best to avoid Seokjin's tempting gaze as she and her girls passed him. Theres an extra ounce of sway in her hips as she does though, flipping her braids over her shoulder and nearly whipping someone in the face with them.

"Bro...you straight?" His frat murmurs beside him with a knowing grin, teasingly waving his hand in front of his face as if he were under some sort of hypnosis. He blinks immediately and leans up from the wall he was against.

"Yeah...hold this.."

Pushing his beer bottle into his friend's hand, Seokjin makes his move through the crowd, craning his neck in search of the black and red plaid and luscious brown-skinned goddess of his dreams.

Taehyung licks his lips and sways behind the young lady with the cut-off shorts and air-brushed tank top. His hand holds her at her waist while the other has a green beer bottle slotted between his fingers.

For some days, Taehyung warred with the idea of coming to this party. He was still wounded from the last conversation he had with Jade at the car wash and he was satisfied with the idea of staying in his dorm.

But after thinking about it, he knew being outside was what he needed. Otherwise, he'd sulk himself into a bad decision. And though he currently had an eyeful of some random girl's ass in his face and too much alcohol already in his system, he was still having trouble keeping Jade from crossing his mind.

And since fate is always so cruel...

Taehyung's chugging back another sip of his beer when he notices the crowd shifting and just as he glances up...

He sees her and her outfit, the sight of both stilling him behind his dance partner.

Now, normally Jade was on the more sexy and sophisticated side of things. Bikini top and shorts aside, she wasn't known to show excessive amounts of skin. Especially at house parties.

But tonight, Jade was in rare form.

Undoubtedly inspired by Space Jam's Lola Bunny, Jade's hips sway in her bright white shorts that were streaked with rips over her plump round ass. Peaks of her tawny skin could easily be seen through the distressed shreds, the line of her spine leading up her slim waist to the shimmery tight white and blue Space Jam jersey that's cropped right below the cup of her breasts.

Her hair is sleek, shiny, and bone straight. Styled up in a high ponytail that sways below her shoulders with a beautifully swooped bang that curved below her chin.

Taehyung could see the glow of her flawless makeup from where he was, even under the dimness of the house. Her lashes were thick and her lips were glossy and nude, lined with a blended brown. She's accessorized lightly with large gold hoops, rimless ombre blue-tinted shades, and a thin body chain that hugged her waist.

He furrows his brow and Jade pays him an unbothered smirk over her shoulder before resuming deeper into the party, already finding a few friends who embrace her. All the while, every male with eyes watched the way Jade's half-exposed ass cheeks jiggle in her shorts, many mouthing expletives and shaking their heads in amazement and approval.

Taehyung bared witness to all of their reactions and something inside of him boiled. Especially when he spotted a few of his teammates staring. Knowing exactly who she was and who she belonged to.

Well.....who she used to belong to.

Part of him considered going up to her, snagging her by the wrist, and pulling her outside. But another part of him knew that would have been a huge mistake. Neither of them was the type to make a scene and he know doing so would only make matters worse.

So he opts to play it cool, tipping up the neck of his beer and gulping as the girl in front of him continued grinding her ass against his crotch.

At their usual spot near the pool tables, Jimin and Yoongi argue tipsily over a game while Alana and Alesha stood by to watch. Neither men notice Jade's arrival until Alesha makes it known.

"Gah daaaaamn....." She drawls out at the sight of her cutting through the crowd to find them, smiling bashfully at her roomie's approving outburst.

"Shut up.." she blushes and Alesha taps Alana's shoulder, making her turn to take notice as well.

"Damn Bitch.....where yo clothes at?" She remarks with a smirk.

"At home. How long yall been here? It's packed..." Jade responds, stepping up and glancing over her shoulder as a few people tried to squeeze past. Mindful that her booty was out, she turns her body leans to make room. Alesha reaches out and pulls Jade closer to the pool tables by the wrist protectively.

"Not long. Girl.........those shorts were not cut up like that when you showed me last week." She remarks, her gaze dropping to Jade's posterior. She smiles guiltily.

"Nope. I added the slits this morning. It felt too plain..anyway. Yall look sexyyyy...I love your hair Mo. Lana, love that jacket on you. I want it." She playfully

"Shit, I might give it to you. The way I'm seeing dudes look at you right now, it won't be long before you get snatched up."

"That may or may not be the plan.." Jade shrugs nonchalantly but smirks with mischief, making Alana and Alesha share a look.

"Damn right.....ooop" Alana trails off when a familiar face is making their way towards them. His height and attractively slow gate catch Jade off guard when he suddenly appears. His eyes were downcast and on the curves of Jade's glimmering thighs that seemed thicker from the way she sat against the pool table's edge.

Taehyung sidles up towards Jade through the crowd with a darkness in his gaze that makes Jade fidget beneath it.

"....damn...." They both said from deep in their minds. Both of their expressions fall as they gave each other a sobering once over, taking in how alluring the other looked. The attraction was most definitely still there between them despite their situation. Taehyung's defined arm and chest muscles glistening slightly beneath his dark denim have Jade's eyes skimming over his lightly tanned skin, reminiscing on how it used to taste under her tongue. Similar sentiments occur in Taehyungs thoughts when he spots the under cup of her breasts that peek just below her top. His tongue swipes over his bottom lip whimsically as the memory of them in his mouth taunts him, also reminding him of how much he missed her.

He blinks himself from his salacious thoughts, remember Jade's attention wasn't the only one he currently had. Alana and Alesha regard Taehyung curiously, shooting Jade the occasional glance of concern. But despite how her wounded heart was racing and how aroused she found herself in her ex's presence, Jade seems nonplussed by Taehyung.

"Ladies.." he addresses them cooly, but his eyes linger on Jade's cold expression.

"Hey..." Alana murmurs, cutting Alesha a look and catching her scowl of distaste.

"Mmmhmm." she reciprocates his greeting before turning away to act interested in Yoongi and Jimin's competitive banter. Alana is slow to follow Alesha's lead, turning away slowly as Taehyung steps in closer to speak in Jade's ear over the music.

"I didn't think I'd see you tonight," he says, his lips just barely grazing the shell of her ear. It sends a tingle down her spine that shoots straight for her libido. Stealthily pressing her thighs together, she recoils from him unsubtly.

"Really? I didn't think of you at all," she responds, placing a hand on his firm chest to put some space between them as she leaned up from the table. Taehyung rolls his eyes but doesn't resist her nudge, tucking his lip between his teeth sheepishly and gazing down at her with earnest eyes.

"That's fair.." he mumbles, taking a step back. Jade perks a brow up at Taehyung's unreadable expression, almost expectedly. From the way he stares at her, it was obvious that there was so much he wanted to say. So much he needed to say. Especially since he'd been calling her nonstop since last weekend. But the words never come. At least not the words he'd been preparing.

"Well...You look good...really good." is all his lips allow him to give and Jade responds to his compliment with a knowing look, scanning his tall lean body up and down before scoffing.

"I know. I'll see yall..." she gives Alesha a tap on the shoulder before stepping away from the group, breezing past Taehyung unaffected to find her sorors.

Her long ponytail sways gently as she walked and Taehyung shamelessly turns to watch her go, his expression crumbling with conflict and arousal.