The party. Frat house parties tended to be violent. Violent in many ways- not just in terms of fighting. Violently loud. Violently sexual. Violently alcoholic.

"Jeez," Taehyung snickered dryly as he walked into the frat house, seeing at least 50 people in the house, all dancing, some laughing, some grinding atop each other, some making out.

Jungkook grunted. "What the fuck." He said lowley, and Taehyung looked at him. "I hate this."

"Cheer up, bunny. This is just the start." Taehyung said with a sleazy grin. Jungkook didn't look amused, just looked at him with that resting-bitch face he constantly has.

"C'mon! Have you never been to a party before? Damn, I really have to show you all this shit, huh?" Taehyung scoffed. Jungkook looked away, disinterested.

"I don't want to. I'll just go to my room." Jungkook mumbled, about to walk away. Before he could, Taehyung grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Jungkook got yanked back and looked at the mint-haired boy, who was pouting.

"Don't be so grumpy, Jungkook. Loosen up a little, it's a party. You're in college. We're meant to have fun." Taehyung said. Jungkook blinked. Taehyung smiled brightly and then didn't let him say another word, silently dragging him to the bar by the kitchen.

Hoseok stood behind the counter of the kitchen, looking rather hot, bandana around his neck, grey t-shirt on, black tight jeans. He grinned at Taehyung. "Look who's finally here!" Hoseok announced, and everyone else who was in the kitchen turned to look at Taehyung.

"Taehyung! You're here!"

"Shit, bro, we've been waiting!"

"There you are! C'mon, I need a picture for Instagram, dude."

Jungkook stood by Taehyung as he basically got bombarded by tens of people, all seemingly very keen on being his bestest friend. Taehyung put his fingers up in a V shape and took pictures with random people who he probably didn't even know. He talked to these girls and guys, laughing and then clapping.

"I better see you all on the dance floor, yeah?" Taehyung asked, and they giggled. Taehyung then turned around and looked at Hoseok. "Two beers, one for me and one for-" Taehyung turned to look for Jungkook, but then saw he was gone.

"Nevermind." Taehyung mumbled, just getting a beer for himself. He looked around for Jungkook, but trying to spot someone wearing all black at a dark ass party was kind of hard, especially when there were so many people around.

Jungkook, meanwhile, left while everyone was obsessing over Taehyung. He quickly mumbled at Hoseok for a beer and then grabbed it and walked away. Jungkook saw all the people dancing and walked closer to the wall, leaning against it, standing alone.

Jungkook found, standing alone there for a good 15 minutes, that college kids acted in parties as if they had nothing to lose. As if every second counted, every second was to be made special. They drunk more than their lives could handle and danced dumb. Made out with strangers and rolled on the floor shirtless- okay nevermind that last one was just Jackson.

"Jungkook!" A voice came, and Jungkook turned and saw Bambam. "Hey, man! Come dance!"

"No." Jungkook said bluntly, and Bambam, big-eyed and black haired, pouted.

"C'mon, Jungkook! Go crazy ASDJSKDFLSKDJ go stupid!"

"What the FUCK did you just say to me."

"I'm sorry, I'm drunk." Bambam said, looking down. Jungkook looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, and then suddenly felt a hand on his lower back.

Jungkook turned around and saw Taehyung standing close to him, a little sweaty, mint hair damp against his temples.

"You're not being mean to Bammie here, are you?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook tensed.

"No. You smell like shit." Jungkook grumbled, pushing Taehyung off him. Bambam got bored and went away.

"Hey, that's rude. I sprayed axe on myself 3 times." Taehyung grinned, and then took another sip from his red solo cup, cringing at the aftertaste and returning his eyes to Jungkook's dark ones. "Are you having fun?"

"No," Jungkook said, Taehyung tsked, slotting himself beside Jungkook.

"That sucks. I want- I want you to have fun, y'know? You're always so-" Taehyung poked Jungkook's ribs. "-pent up."

"Why're you so obsessed with everyone having a good time?" Jungkook asked, not in a harsh tone, but more... curious. "I see you going around to people, dancing with them, taking pictures. Do you even know them?"

"It's called being a good host." Taehyung scoffed, circling his drink in his cup, which Jungkook was sure was just straight up vodka. "I like interacting with people. I like knowing everyone's having fun. Life sucks, the least we can do is make it worthwhile." Taehyung snickered.

Jungkook looked at him. "What's so funny?"

"You," Jungkook said, returning his gaze.

"You're like a puppy."

Taehyung scoffed. "Shuddup. M'not a puppy. I'm optimistic and like having fun and hug people a lot and look cute as fuck- holy shit you're right." Taehyung gasped, and then looked at him. Jungkook rolled his eyes in an amusing way.

"Taehyung!" A girl gasped, running up to him. "Dance with us! They're playing K-Pop!"

"Ah, and I'm Korean. Nice linkage there, Samantha." Taehyung said, and the girl grabbed his arm and pulled him to the dance floor. Taehyung gave Jungkook a shrug, and Jungkook just sighed and leaned against the wall, looking at his cup.

As the loud bubblegum pop music took over the whole house, he saw as that girl, Samantha, threw her arms over Taehyung's shoulders and danced with him, her hips swaying. Taehyung grabbed her hips, smiling at her, whispering to her softly. Could she even hear over the loud music? It must've not mattered, because the next thing- they began making out.

Taehyung tilted his head, allowing the girl to press her tongue in. He grinned, taking his hands up her waist. She grabbed his hands and put them on her ass, to which his eyebrows raised suggestively, but he continued making out with her.

"You okay?" Jin's voice abruptly snapped Jungkook out of his viewing, and Jungkook turned his head, seeing the black haired boy holding a glass of wine.

"You're drinking wine at a college party," Jungkook observed.

Jin took a sip. "Beer sucks."

"True," Jungkook said, but then took another sip of his budlight. "This party sucks. Where can I get high?"

"There are some lesbians on the balcony of Jackson's bedroom smoking pot." Jin said casually. Jungkook hummed, turning around and walking away to find the lesbians at Jackson's bedroom and pot.

Jungkook found them quite easily. He found Jackson's room because outside of it, there was a sign that read 'GIRLS ONLY😈' and beside it, scribbled you're fucking gay. Jungkook walked in and saw the open balcony, and two girls sitting there smoking pot.

"Can I get some?" Jungkook asked as he walked onto the balcony. The girl with the red hair looked at him.

"Fucking sure, dude." She said, passing him a joint.

Jungkook leaned against the balcony and lit his joint, hearing some people from the lawn outside the frat house singing old Miley Cyrus songs and laughing. They looked like they were having fun and drunk as fuck. Jungkook inhaled the smoke and then heard the girls beside him talk.

"Did you see Samantha? She was all over Taehyung." One of the girls said.

"You know she's straight, Jazz. Don't pine over her."

"I can't help it."

Jungkook heard more murmuring between the two girls, and then one of them, 'Jazz', the one in with straight-girl Samantha or whatever, got up and left. The other girl sighed, looking torn, and then got up and followed her out. Jungkook was glad to be alone, sat down on the floor, sitting by the balcony railing. Looking out.

Jungkook wasn't sure how much time passed, just felt utterly at peace with himself at that moment, lying on the cold balcony floor, looking up at the sky, a group of people laughing in the distance, too drunk to form actual sentences. He was at peace- until the balcony door slid open.

"Fucking fuck," Taehyung grumbled, and Jungkook looked up. "There you are." Taehyung stumbled onto the balcony and sat down on the floor with a thump, the sound ensuring that the fall hurt.

Taehyung took the joint from Jungkook's fingers and pressed it between his lips, head tilting back against the sliding door of the balcony. Jungkook looked at him. "Weren't you with that girl?" Jungkook asked, noticing the small red hickey-like marks on his neck.

"Yeah," Taehyung said, voice a little raspy as he pulled the brown rolled stick away from his lips. Taehyung looked at it, his elbows rested on his knees, and then flicked it off, looking up. "Why'd you leave?" Taehyung asked, turning to Jungkook.

"Wanted to be alone," Jungkook muttered, and then reached forward and took the joint back. Taehyung smirked lazily, leaning back, neck exposed. He breathed out into the cold air, a little bit of fog forming.

"I want us to be friends," Taehyung said, firmly. "I think we'd be good."#

"That's weird," Jungkook said. "You're drunk."

"Nah, I can handle my liquor. You," Taehyung pointed at the boy. "Me." Taehyung pointed at himself. "Are going to be best friends."

Jungkook paused for a few seconds, and then looked away. "Why'd you come up here? There's a whole party going on downstairs. You'll have fun with more people." Jungkook said, and then inhaled a little more from the blunt.

"I don't know," Taehyung said, picking on his fingernail for a second as if trying to distract himself, and then letting his hands fall loosely. "I didn't want you to be alone."

"Right." Jungkook snickered, taking more smoke in. "I'm pretty sure it's because you wanted to be alone. With me."

"So?" Taehyung asked, looking at him. "Why's that bad?"

Jungkook blinked. "Because. I'll bore you." Jungkook voiced.

"You won't. You're fun. This whole day has been really fucking fun. I just- I just wanna let loose. Get high. Get drunk. Get fucking smashed. I-" Taehyung began, out of breath. "Fuck. I'm going to throw up."

Jungkook dropped the almost burnt joint and got up from the floor, helping Taehyung stand up. Jungkook slid his arm around Taehyung's waist and helped him to his bedroom. Taehyung kept repeated I'm not drunk, but Jungkook knew he was.

Jungkook walked Taehyung into his bedroom, and then let his arm go. Taehyung walked a few steps and flopped onto his bed, grunting, turning and lying down on his back, starfish-like. Jungkook looked at him.

"Do you want me to help?" Jungkook asked awkwardly.

"Yeah. Um, pass me some water-" Taehyung croaked, and Jungkook went to the side and found a water bottle, and then reached to pass it to Taehyung.

"Thanks. And, um- take your shirt off."

"What," Jungkook asked.

"Yeah. Take it off. I wanna see your nips."

"Don't call them that."

"Your tits."

"Stop."

"I want to see your fucking boobs."

"Taehyung," Jungkook started laughing. "God, you're fucking drunk," Jungkook said, and Taehyung smiled.

"I like making you laugh. It's- it's cute." Taehyung said flopping to his side, curling up. "You're cute."

Jungkook turned the lights off to his bedroom and walked out, closing the door tightly, knowing the party would probably go on for another few hours. He walked to his bedroom and opened it, and then grunted when he saw two people making out.

"Get out," Jungkook grumbled. The girl and the guy got up and ran out of his bedroom. Jungkook took his jacket off, took his jeans off, and lay down on his bed himself. But he couldn't stop thinking about Taehyung.

*

Taehyung woke up with his skull getting fucking bashed.

Not really, but Yoongi smashed a pillow right to his head and Taehyung jolted right up. "It's fucking late. Get up."

"Mother of God," Taehyung grumbled, looking at him. "Eat my fucking ass, Min."

"Later. Get out of bed and get breakfast. Stop lazing around." Yoongi snapped, and Taehyung groaned, getting out of bed and walking out of his bedroom, scratching his head. He was still in his clothes from last night before and felt disgusting.

Taehyung walked into the kitchen and saw his friends there. He looked at the clock and saw it read 10:14 am. "It's not even that fucking late, Yoongi. That ass eating better come soon." Taehyung muttered, grabbing the coffee beans container from the coffee machine.

"Yoongi's not eating anyone's ass," Hoseok said, grabbing Yooni from behind. "But mine."

"Haha BUTT."

"Shut up, Jimin." Hoseok snapped. Jimin had his hands against his head, looking tired.

"I drank 30 shots last night. Who let me do this." Jimin croaked weakly. Jin laughed from beside him. "Me."

"Fuck you." Jimin squeaked, Taehyung, meanwhile, grabbed a handful of those coffee beans and shoved them into his mouth, biting into them and chewing them down.

"Taehyung, what the fuck did you just do?" Namjoon snapped, eyes wide, gaping. "Did you just eat all of those coffee beans?"

"Yes," Taehyung said, and then closed his eyes and gulped down the chewed beans. He jumped up and down. "Fuck. Fuck, I'm feeling it. I should not have done that. Oh my god."

"Just drink coffee like a normal person," Yoongi sighed. Taehyung shook his head, opening his eyes.

"Oh FUCK, that's much better. It's much better than drinking coffee. I don't have to waste 20 or so minutes and burn my tongue. No, instead, I'm efficient and effective. And charged the fuck up." Taehyung said, jumping up and down. He then stopped and opened the fridge, taking out three eggs.

"He's going to eat the eggs raw," Hoseok said fearfully.

"I do it for the extra crunch."

"Taehyung no."

"I'm kidding, Yoongi. Relax. Who wants scrambled eggs?" Taehyung asked, taking out a pan.

"Me," Jungkook said, walking into the kitchen, loose shirt on and boxers. He walked up to the kitchen counter and then opened the coffee machine, taking out some beans and popping them into his mouth.

"You too?" Jimin asked. Jungkook looked at him with confusion. Taehyung laughed and smacked Jungkook's shoulder. "See! He gets up."

"Taehyung," Namjoon said, standing against the counter. "You have stuff to do today. You remember, right?"

"Is it the ice cream thing?" Taehyung asked, looking over at him. Namjoon nodded. Jungkook noticed that Taehyung was fucking the eggs up and pushed him aside ever so slightly, grabbing the handle of the pan and doing it himself.

"What ice cream thing?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung scoffed and Jungkook grabbed the salt, taking a pinch and putting it over the pan of eggs.

"It's for the charity thing. The ice cream parlor gives out ice cream to underprivileged kids. We're helping." Namjoon explained. Taehyung nodded, grabbing black pepped and pouring it over the eggs.

Jungkook pushed him away. "Too much," Jungkook said. Taehyung put the black pepper shaker down.

"You should come with me!" Taehyung said, grinning at Jungkook. "You've never done this kind of thing, right? It's super fun."

"No way," Jungkook said. "I'm bad with kids."

"There's not much interaction with the kids. All you have to do is give ice cream out. It's fun, Jungkook. Come on. Do a thing." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him and then tsked.

"I don't know, I-" Jungkook scrambled the eggs with a spoon thing. "-I might fuck up."

"You won't," Taehyung promised. "I'll be there. I'll watch over you. I'll be your mentor. Your knight in shining armor. I might never be the one you take home to mother. I might never be the one who brings you flowers. But I can-"

"Are you just quoting lyrics from Perfect by One Direction?" Jimin asked. Taehyung paused and looked at him.

"Yes."

"FLOP!" Jin announced proudly. "BTS outsold."

"Is that that K-Pop group that's all over the news?" Yoongi scoffed. "I hate them."

"Fuck you. They produce bops and bops. They're so cute, too. I like the leader, he's so smart." Jimin said dreamily, smiling.

"No way. That dancer guy is hot as fuck." Yoongi said.

"I like the youngest one," Jungkook mumbled off-handedly, and Taehyung gasped and looked at him.

"You listen to this kind of stuff? Didn't think it'd be your type. I saw you jamming to The Cheetah Girls last night, too." Taehyung smirked.

"That was only last night. I really only listen to German death reggae and Halloween sound effect records from the 1950s." Jungkook mumbled, placing the scrambled eggs onto a plate.

"Sheesh, Jungkook. Someone's creepy in the mornings." Taehyung said, looking at him closely. Taehyung poked his ribs again, and Jungkook just grabbed his plate of scrambled eggs and walked to sit on the counter, hopping up. Taehyung grabbed a fork and walked up to him.

"So, will you join me?" Taehyung asked, looking up at the boy. Jungkook kept the plate of eggs on his lap. Taehyung took some with his fork and ate. Jungkook ate as well.

"I don't know." Jungkook said. Taehyung kept his hands on Jungkook's thigh. Jungkook tensed, looking at him.

"Trust me, Jungkook," Taehyung said, looking up. "It'll be great. Plus, you'll feel really good after. Helping out kids, making them happy, doesn't that sound nice?"

Jungkook looked at Taehyung's hand and then poked it away with his fork. Taehyung took his hand off, and then Jungkook breathed out deeply.

"I guess," Jungkook mumbled. Taehyung smiled at him, and then grabbed his plate of eggs, hopping onto the counter beside him and digging into it. Jungkook did the same.

"So, you'll go, right? That's great. Yoongi, Hoseok- you two go to that bake sale thing happening at the sororities and help out. I promised them we'd assist. I need one more person to help me with some work," Namjoon said, and then looked at Jin and Jimin, who blinked brightly at Namjoon, eager.

"I can help," Jin said, twisting his spoon in his fingers. Namjoon paused for a second.

"I can help too, Joonie." Jimin smiled sweetly. Namjoon's breath hitched. It went silent.

Namjoon gulped, and then "Bambam!" Namjoon cried. Bambam came running down the stairs. "Help me with some work." Namjoon pleaded. Bambam nodded.

Jimin and Jin looked a little upset by this, in different ways. Jimin's bottom lip stuck, while Jin rolled his eyes.

"Leave some for me," Jungkook grumbled, stabbing Taehyung's hand lightly with his fork. Taehyung nudged his foot. "Let me eat," Taehyung grumbled back, getting some eggs.

They both finished the plate, and then Taehyung hopped off the table and patted Jungkook's arm. "See you at the parlor." Taehyung winked, and then walked away to his bedroom. Jungkook rolled his eyes, looking at him walk away.

He's cute, Jungkook thought absentmindedly, not letting that thought mean so much for him.

*

The ice cream parlor had pastel pink walls, the smell of cotton candy, the floors looked like bubblegum wrap, the ceiling had pink lanterns falling from it, and on the side, there was a big counter full of boxes of ice cream. Mint, strawberry, mango, chocolate, vanilla. Jungkook hated it.

"This is the ugliest place I've ever seen in my entire life," Jungkook whispered under his breath. Taehyung didn't seem to think so.

He was wearing a pink apron, a pink hat, and a smile on his face, standing behind the counter. The old Dutch couple that ran the place thanked Taehyung immensely, but looked wearier of Jungkook, who stood on the side.

He contrasted perfectly. In his black high-neck sweater and jacket, black jeans with those silver chains attached, mountain boots on his feet.

"Don't mind him," Taehyung whispered to the owner, the little old lady. "He's just going through a phase."

"Ah, okay. May God bless him." The woman nodded. Taehyung smiled at her, and then looked to see Jungkook's reaction. Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"You're hopeless." Taehyung snickered. "You can't walk in a place like this looking like that!"

"What do you mean. I'm so lively and colorful." Jungkook said, expressionless and flat. Taehyung laughed.

"Cute. Now put this one." Taehyung said, throwing a pink apron at him. Jungkook looked at it angrily for a few seconds, but then shrugged his jacket off, hanging it to the side and wrapping the apron around his waist.

"The kids will be here soon. Now listen. Let's be nice to them. They don't come from good families. They just want ice cream." Taehyung said softly and then grabbed an ice cream scooper. "Get PUMPED."

Jungkook stood by Taehyung, who was looking overly excited. The doors opened and these little kids ran into the store, looking no older than 7. They all squealed as they ran to the counter, gasping at the numerous flavors, pure joy in their eyes.

"Watch. I can convince them I'm the devil." Jungkook said lowly and then looked at the kids. Taehyung grabbed his arm.

"No," Taehyung said urgently. "They're, like, 3 years old. Don't do that." Taehyung whisper-snapped, and then looked at the kids.

"TaeTae!" One of the little girls squealed, probably around 4. Taehyung smiled at her, eyes making crescents. "Lola! Do you remember me? How are you?"

"I'm good!" She said, putting her thumb up. Taehyung chuckled. "Look how tall you've gotten! What kind of ice cream do you want, Lola?"

"Vanilla!!!" She said excitedly, her hair blonde and eyes big and round. She was adorable. Taehyung scooped out some vanilla ice cream and put it on a cone and handed it to her. She giggled happily and licked it.

"Wow," Jungkook said. "You're really good with kids, huh?"

"Stop staring at me, Jeon. Give those kids some ice cream," Taehyung tsked, and Jungkook hummed, looking at one of the kids.

"I-I want blueberry!" The kid said excitedly. He was small and was wearing overalls which looked really really cute. Jungkook blinked.

"That flavor sucks. Choose something else." Jungkook said.

The kid frowned, eyes big. "O-oh. Then- then I want chocolate." He said.

"Basic," Jungkook said, but scooped out chocolate nonetheless, placing it onto a cone. He handed the kid the cone and he took it and ran away. "Not even thanks? Wow."

"Jungkook!" Taehyung yelped, and Jungkook looked at him. Taehyung's eyes were wide, and he smacked Jungkook's arm. "Stop being rude to them, they're kids!"

"I'm not going to respect someone who wants blueberry ice cream."

"Jungkook he's 5!"

"He has to learn."

"No, he doesn't! Shut up and give the kids whatever they want." Taehyung snapped, and then turned back to the kids, smiling. "Charlie! Wow, look at your shirt! You like dogs, huh? Do you have one?"

"Yes! His name is Panther and he's big and black." The kid announced cutely.

"He likes his dogs like I like my women," Jungkook said. Taehyung hit him over the head.

Taehyung handed the kid strawberry ice cream and then tsked when he saw Jungkook give the kid a cone of vanilla. The kid wailed, wanting chocolate. Jungkook grimaced and took the cone back. "Jeez, Jamie. Is this how you expect to succeed in life? No one's going to want to hire you on corporations if you behave like this."

"Hey, kids!" Taehyung said brightly. "Let's play a fun game! Everyone yell at the mean man wearing all black! Are you ready? 3, 2, 1-"

The kids began screaming wretchedly at Jungkook, who stopped and closed his eyes. The kids continued yelling. One threw his cone at Jungkook's face.

"Ha ha." Taehyung clicked his tongue. Jungkook took the cone of ice cream and then turned to his side, glaring at Taehyung.

"Get them to shut up," Jungkook muttered.

"No." Taehyung stuck his tongue out. Jungkook's eyes went dark and he grabbed the ice cream cone and stuck it to Taehyung's chest, smashing the ice cream to his shirt. Taehyung's eyes widened.

The kids burst out laughing. Taehyung looked at Jungkook. Jungkook giggled for fuck's sake.

"I'm going to keep my cool because we are around children. But after this, I'm going to eat your ass." Taehyung gritted to him closely, threatening.

"Not before I eat yours." Jungkook bit back. Taehyung glared at him and then turned back to the kids, who all looked very very happy to see Taehyung with an ice cream cone stuck to his chest.

Taehyung was so going to get him back.