#lets see what lame mental gymnastics they pull off their asses

[katzenflocken]

LA Times

I went to a Halloween party in October and I wrote down my experience in my phone.

A month or so ago I had made the decision that I wanted to attend a Halloween event and ultimately I decided on scream in Edmonton. I had bought the pre-sale ticket without actually knowing who was playing since there was no lineup details but this didn't concern me because I just wanted to go have fun and listen to some jams with cool people. I had calculated the cost of bus and hotel and came up to roughly 700 for a comfortable trip with all the best food/mixed drinks at the show. I had already had my own party favors so this was one of the reasons why I wanted to keep it local in Alberta. But then the lineup got released and I only seen one artist that was potentially going to be "okay" after listening to their SoundCloud. I was feeling very on the fence and on top of that, the party only went until 2am which was making it real hard to justify a long boring ass bus ride for a short night of mostly lame edm music. (No offense to the edm enthusiasts out there)

After some Olympic tier mental gymnastics of being so sure I wanted to go to Scream, I got curious and went to the handy dandy Resident Advisor and looked at shows in Alberta then Vancouver, even Toronto. I didn't see any events I was interested in and I left it at that. Then I got the brilliant and brave idea to possibly venture outside our borders, and a few clicks later I stumbled upon louisahhh's upcoming events and noticed she was playing a show along with boys noize and tbh, it was a no brainer. I had to make this happen. After a few calculations, it was literally going to cost the same as going to Edmonton (600 cdn) but with more spending money required in American. So naturally it was 💯 percent the logical choice. The event was called Minimal Effort which was an all techno show with 4 stages. Like holy shit! This event was most definitely calling my name.

I had told family and a few friends and some them ask me why? I've already vacationed once or twice this year so why a third time? I really don't know why, there is no reason. I just like doing these things. It is true that given the current situation, I better to avoid these such things. but the idea of letting someone's words prevent me from doing something so fun and exciting yet so doable drives me mad. In fact this very idea is what makes it so evident that I am in control of my life. I create the reality I live in and why should I let others shape it for me with manipulating opinions. I would argue I am not living to die, I am dying to live. Personally I don't think it's very odd or strange to do exactly what you put your mind to, so it is in such a context that I wanted to make this trip. I hope people see what I do and feel encouraged or empowered. If I can do it you can too. But everyone isnt me and is open to their own opinion.

So my passport is lightly damaged, a few months after I got it I washed it lol whoops. I've been using it since without incident and it expires pretty quick in early 2019 so I felt confident I will make it on the plane and I did! I flew air Canada btw and their service was very meh. There was also some meean turbulence, other than that it was boring. Planes suck ass and I can't sleep on them. I had bought a roaming plan so I can text and use Google maps like a real Traveller. This was the best decision of the whole trip actually, so get ur phones working guys!

Upon landing I was very nervous because I literally didn't want to pay a lot of money to get downtown where my hostel was. But I asked this Tony hawk looking guy he gave me the rundown and to take the skyaway bus which was like 9 dollars. Hella life saver! I got downtown and got Subway spicy chicken wrap at Union station. Now I taxi'd to my hostel... It was near or in the ghetto. When the man dropped me off it was dark and these yuuuge dogs were jumping at me from the other side of the fence, confirming my suspicion that this is in fact the ghetto. I find the property next door and these dudes are smoking outside, I got their attention and they said to go upstairs and talk to "Champaign". In my head I instantly thought a black drug dealer... But then I was greeted by a slim easy going japanese dude with a samurai ponytail who spoke poor English but still had a friendly vibe. Turns out he is the cook/caretaker. I came on the night they had a dinner party that they hold once a month. Pay 10 dollars and you can eat the food that he was cooking. Champaign cooked for a army and I felt like an asshole because I literally came with a belly full of Subway. I had a few snacks and met the other Traveller's/Tennant's that were residing here. In that exact moment I felt like this is exactly where I needed to be. I was not alone and I was amongst other human beings like myself and we were all brought together by an unknown force all so Champaign can go to bed we knowing no one went to bed hungry. I actually passed out after midnight. Kinda lame but tbh I was wiped out from that hectic almost frantic trip to this hostel. The toppest compliment I give to any hotel/hostel is that this place had the best mattress, apparently they were italian (I asked lol).

Saturday (party day). My goal in the afternoon was to adventure and have a decent meal but it was getting off to a slow start due to me not figuring out where I wanted to go. I was recommended business district and looked up reviews but it was all meh. I want that yummy and probably unhealthy local food locations. The guy also said to take an Uber. Which I was like uhhhhhh iduno man... Maybe. Then as I was just getting ready to leave, this korean guy named Sam asked where I was going and he said "you should check out Korea Town, it's dope!!" And I looked up places and he said "no go here!" And I was like okay. Then he said he'll come with me and show me around after he finishes the laundry. Like a good lad I waited and in between he looked at me and whispered "hey do you do... Stuff" and there are a lot of implications there lol so I had to ask like what? And he pulled a little baggie and my reply was "yeah I like stuff" then did it and the kid lit up like a Christmas tree. He was mad hype folding the towels and then him and Champaign blazed downstairs.

One of the most fascinating yet mundane happenings was that I installed Uber on my phone. While those guys were blasting off I went ahead and gave the Uber a good historic first whirl. Little did I know my life was about to change in that exact moment. In 2 minutes after selecting where I wanted to go the driver was there. Holy shit! The cool part was that I only paid 8 dollars to go to the opposite side of the downtown. I wish I can expand on what I did, but tbh all we did was just walk and talk. It was great because it made me feel more immersed in to the city. Kind of like you had to be there type of experience. Then it was food time, he pointed out a Korean joint and I got a meal and he didn't order anything and then like 10 sides came and then 6 more little plates for the main dish. I told Sam he can have some because this is absurd. As we were eating, I slowly gazed around the place and everyone was just a little bit chubby. Sam told me Koreans don't waste their shit and eat as much as possible... Plus it's America lol. After eating like an animal and totally ruining my white shirt we went to get smokes and the line at 711 was almost way too long. Sam pointed out that everyone was powerballin' it... Then upon paying for the smokes and soda I said "one Powerball please". I had caved in and joined the race. We took an Uber back and the driver was a Mexican mom. She was cute in a grandma kind of way and we talked about there should be a "good news" radio because it's so scary listening to the radio. We laughed and laughed some more while Sam had fell into a Korean BBQ coma.

We get back to the hostel, Sam goes back to work and I have about an hour to get ready/nap before the party. Sam asked if I needed party favors and I took him up on his offer, because I hate asking at parties because it's so sketchy. At this point of the trip I realized everything is going 110% right. Sometimes I feel like I am just lucky because I always find myself in surprising situations and that now it's almost normal to me. My body and mind was totes ready to party, then I almost forget... I have stickers!!! I always have some in my bag and I grabbed at least 50 of them. People always love that shit, plus it makes everything more fun by adding another layer to the party... Lol get it? Layer?!? Aaanyways the one girl showed me how to work the door lock, basically it's an app that registers my phone to the deadbolt... What a game changer! Technology huh?! What a cool place! Then the Uber came and took like 4 dollars to get there, I think I can get used to this LA lifestyle if I ever had the chance. The dude dropped me off and I was proper nervous, made sure to hide my shit good and have my ID, ticket and game face ready because there was like 8 security in front... Also I am a pretty nervous person in general, I may seem cool and collected on the outside but on the inside I am a scared little shaking Chihuahua barking internally.

So I finally made it! All my hard work payed off! The weird thing was the guy didn't even look at my ticket, just my ID. Any Yahoo off the street could have walked in. Butt fuck it, I am here and that's all that matters. Imediately I get a beer... 8 dollars. The shit I put up with tbh, the price I pay for fun is worth it but my goodness is it painful. I wander around the theatre and it is nicely large and open. Not hot!! Can you believe that? The other stages weren't bad, too much to take it all in tbh. I settled at the main stage which was the first one you sent me when you walk in. The first artist playing was a chick, she played some good jam actually so I quite enjoyed her set. The only thing that led me to believe she doesn't actually make music and only is a DJ, was that every track she played I knew. Which is expected from shows like this but she didn't play anything "original", it's not a bad thing but if I was to critique her I'd be disappointed because I am the type of person to be wowed and I like to seek new material. I went for a smoke and met this couple dressed and Vegeta and Bulma, hella rad. They were cool, totally forget their names tho. Met this Mexican dude too who was a little short had crazy contact lenses and had a friendly chat. he was rolling which was cool because I wish I was, I even asked him but he was fresh out. The party started picking up too and louisahhh's set was about to play and I am 3 beers deep so I gotta step up my game. And guess what!? It's Modelo time homie!! Met a dude in a headdress and took a pic with him to piss off other people who are against that bullshit, as long as they are respectful about it I think it's awesome... so @ those who are trying to be offended on purpose, fuck you. Went to the bathroom and dropped my Modelo and the worker watched me do it and didn't say anything and swept it up. I went back to get another normal beer because the Modelo was 9 dollars. They mind as well get the lube ready because they are already fucking me dry. I had run out of party favors at this point because I only had a little but that's not why I am here so I accept that fact and I am just glad to be here. The dancefloor was sticky but as more spills happened it was less annoying and more people came, it made it more bearable lol if that makes sense. The sound was definitely worse at the front of the stage so I found that sweet spot 15 feet back in the zone where the speakers were pointed. 7/10 audio, it's no pk system but hey I don't mind too much! Louisahhh was stepping in and she had a super neat outfit going kind of future/madmax like. Her hair was excellent if I might add. I've always wanted to catch her set but never had the chance until now. I could say it was what I expected, which was basically the same set I've heard her play on other sets I heard from her. It's not a negative but mental gymnastics aside she could have spiced it up some more by playing new shit, like I said. I am just glad to be there.

After louisahhh played her set Boys Noize had stepped in and he opened up with that one song he always does lately lol I forget the name but let me tell you, my body was ready! The "wares" I had bought off Sam at the hostel were already used up but I didn't need any, my body was tingling from the energy in the room. I met the maddest group of lads in the crowd and I gave them a handful of stickers to help me distribute. They loved it! I was also doing "rogue" work by slapping stickers on people without them knowing. The funniest ones were the Dealer and Wasted stickers. The lazers and lights in this place were magnificent. Production was nearly top notch 7.8/10. it's a theatre but they used it as well as they could. I want to describe this experience more but going to a party is the purest chaos you can experience. It almost can't be explained, only witnessed. I honestly love being social at these events. In real life I can be very shy or unwilling to exchange or talk with others. It pains me really, I just love people and I want to make genuine friends but I feel so reluctant to meet new faces because I don't really click that well with others. I know that I am unique and sometimes strange, I am sometimes don't give a fuck but I tend to be antisocial because of paranoia that other people won't like me when they get to know the real me. When I attend rave parties, I tend to feel more free and open because I know the people in attendance are also there for the same reason I am. Obviously this may or may not be a healthy life style but it is very fulfilling in a very emotional way. I may not have that many real life friends but when on the dancefloor everyone is my friends lol that sounds like the gayest shit ever but it's true. Anyways party is still bumping and it's 6 am and I am wiped out, boys Noize played some of the best tracks I heard at awakenings I noticed. Kind of the same shit really. But it was LA so more mainstream crowd. I leave the club and it was so fucking foggy outside, like a horror movie. 2spooky4me. I hit up Uber like 4 blocks away because it was just too crazy in the front of the theatre. I got this younger driver about my age and we talked about McDonald's lol she was fun then I get back to the hostel hungry as fuck. Eated bread and smonked some herb and hit the hay.

Next morning I hung out in the common area. Watched friends and watched Champagne die from smoking weed lol he was my favorite. Cool hostel tbh very home like. I had few hours to myself before my flight so I decided I wanted to go to little Tokyo. I had to say goodbye to the hostel, the guys downstairs gave me a donut lol and I got into the Uber. The guy talked about the dodgers game like I actually give a heck about sports. He dropped me off at the entrance of Little Tokyo. This was actually the most wholesome part of my trip. The first sight of the Japanese style outside mall was kind of exhilarating because LA is mostly just the same everywhere. The buildings and decorations were very refreshing and it was a feast for the eyes. Such beauty. As I continue to explore the small but busy space I feel this feeling of wonder and excitement, it made me feel less hungover if I am being honest. The world I was seeing in that moment was powerfully moving and rich with happiness. I wanted to stay forever. In the centre there was an open space where an older Asian man in a scooter and an array of instrument s in front of him. He had a little sampler Casio and hi hats and maracas. It was like a scene out of the movies where you see those cute moments because he was playing to this couple from China that were standing in front of him and you can hear them talking to the Man in between singing lol, they gave him money to play that song from toy story "skies of blue" or whatever it's called and then at the end he pulled out the maracas and hit them on the cymbals with style. I filmed a little bit of it actually. I ended up eating sushi and chicken katsu outside on the deck and just enjoyed the experience. Alone. Fucking sad actually that I couldn't share my emotion with someone else but I really enjoyed the place. I shop in the anime store and gift shop, got a few things for friends and family then had to rush to the airport. I got to Union station and shuttle to the airport right on time. Slightly early since the flight changed to a later time. I walked around and had some beer and wings then got on the plane. Nice cozy airport experience. My dad picked me up and he was working in siksika that week so I slept in his trailer. It was cold as shit and I was late for work the next day like nothing ever happened lol. Just a quick weekend trip, no big deal. Travelling is so so so much fun, I want others to read or see my adventures and feel somewhat inspired to take more risks and go on their own adventures. Its good to open your eyes and free yourself of your surroundings, especially on the reserve. There's a world out there and there's more to life than the bullshit drama that happens here. I look at the world in wonder and amazement, I know it's a sick and sometimes dangerous place but I make it my world by appreciating it for what it is. Everything is kind of all right. Sometimes I wish I didn't exist but I don't want to die either, doing these things remind me that life can be great so I hope I don't come off braggy or I am acting "too good". I make minimum wage yet I still do all this cool stuff. It's not hard to do, just literally set your mind go and do it . I chase my dreams while others think "what if" lol but yeah do more fun shit guys!!!!

[miss-noo-na]

“Dorm Love Affair” (V College AU) Part 1 of 2

Part 2

Title: Dorm Love Affair

Featuring: V (BTS) x Reader

POV: 2nd

Rating: Mature. Smut including oral, sexting, dirty talk.

Summary: Not only did you have to put up with living in the rowdiest dorm on campus, you also have to live near resident fuckboy Kim Taehyung and his antics. Though you can’t help but wonder why he flirts with everyone but you.

Note: Hey remember when I said forever ago I was gonna write this? Here it is. Its ridiculously long so I’m separating it into 2 parts. Enjoy!

When you started college, you knew there’d be plenty to deal with. Exams, bad food, professors with a stick up their ass, group projects, lack of sleep; but the last thing you expected to deal with was getting placed on the “party floor”.

You were a junior, so you’d had time to get used to it, but that didn’t make the transition from summer to fall semester any less jarring.  People were always in the hall, meandering from room to room, talking too loud, drinking, and blasting music. You’d put in a bid to move 3 times and every time you were told that due to over-crowding and demand for dorm space, you’d either have to put up with it or move out. You refused to go back to your parents place and commute an hour to classes, and you didn’t exactly have the money to rent out on your own, so you dealt with it. You invested in earplugs, black-out curtains, and the art of avoiding conversation.

You weren’t a total stick in the mud, though. You liked your roommate, Sunny, who was slightly more low-key than the others on this floor.  She was the one that got you up and out when homework was stressing you. You’d go have a couple drinks down the street or just hang around the dorm, at times interacting with others but not everyone. There were still some people on this floor you couldn’t stand.

One of them was working his way down the hall now, just as you fidgeted with your keys to get in. You avoided eye contact, but for some reason peered up at the last moment. He smiled at you, but not a nice smile; a smug, eyebrow raising smile, and you dropped your keys.

You cursed under your breath and quickly snatched them up, and thought you heard him chuckle as he passed. You glared at his back.

Kim Taehyung was a piece of work. He sauntered around like he owned the floor, and hit on anything with a pulse, and of course most people would vie for his attention.  He was attractive, and charming, and had that sultry voice that he used to croon into an unsuspecting girls ear as she giggled and blushed. The problem was that he knew all these things about himself, and used it to his advantage. It disgusted you.

You’d only confided in Sunny about it one time, and never brought it up again after she accused you of being jealous. See, for every girl Taehyung would flirt with, which was every single girl that passed through this floor and hell, probably even this campus; he’d never tried it on you.

You weren’t even aware of it at first, you were consumed in your studies your first year or two, but the more social you became the more you noticed how he avoided you. He’d give you a look sometimes, like he did in the hall, and he might make a teasing comment, but he’d never take it any further.

You told yourself you didn’t care, that the thought of him coming onto you made your skin crawl. You did a lot of mental gymnastics to convince yourself of this.

This was especially difficult since you’d found yourself in a rut, lately. Throughout your time here at the dorm you’d had a fling here and there, dated casually, and had one boyfriend that lasted 6 months, but lately? Nothing, a total dry-spell, which only amplified your annoyance.

“What’s wrong with you?” Sunny asked from where she sat cross-legged on her bed over a notebook, before you even got your coat off.

“Why do you think there’s something wrong?”

“Well, I heard you cursing outside the door and you came in here with a grumpy look on your face, so usually that means something’s wrong.”

You waved a dismissive hand at her and started to unpack your bag.

“Nothing, I ran into Taehyung in the hall.” You said, and she tried to suppress a laugh unsuccessfully.

“What?” You snapped at her, and she shook her head.

“You’re still hung up on him?” She asked, and you made a face of revulsion at her, appalled at the accusation.

“Hung up on him? Give me a break.”

“Why does it bother you so much, then?” She asked, quirking an eyebrow and tapping her pencil on her notebook.

“It’s just annoying that he walks around like he owns the place, and everyone swoons over his every move.”

Sunny laughed again. “Maybe you’re just a little jealous you’re the only girl on this floor he hasn’t slept with.”

You shot her a look. “Are you saying you’ve slept with him?”

Sunny turned beet red and averted her eyes. “No! I mean, we made out once.” She smiled a little, and you groaned in disgust.

“Yeah, I feel real bad about being the only girl who hasn’t swapped saliva with every other girl on this floor via Kim Taehyung’s mouth.”

“Whatever.” Sunny mumbled, clearly feeling embarrassed now about what she’d just revealed to you, and you had to admit you were judging her just a little.

Once you were unpacked you tackled your homework for the night, then crawled into bed early and fantasized about the weekend ahead. You didn’t have any plans; you were just relieved you were going to get 2 days off. Maybe you’d get lucky and be able to sleep in? The thought alone relaxed you into rest.

Your days went about as usual, a blur of classes and homework, and you forgot all about Kim Taehyung and the fact he’d groped your roommate at one time. However, this peace did not last long.

“A party?” You whined, shoulders and arms going slack.

“You haven’t done anything fun with me in weeks, months even!” Sunny said as she explained that the whole floor was going to be involved in the shenanigans. Your dreams of a peaceful weekend slowly faded away. Even if you stayed in, there’s no way the noise would let you properly enjoy it.

Besides, Sunny had a point. You were never going to get out of this rut if you wallowed away in bed all weekend. You had to do something besides go to class and sleep.

“Fine.” You murmured, crossing your arms, and Sunny clapped her hands together. “Perfect!”

It’d been so long since you put on make-up you were worried you’d forgotten how, but it all slowly came back to you, even if you had to re-do your eyeliner 3 times before you got the wing right. Your clothing was fashionable yet modest, and suited you and the occasion.

You started out in someone’s dorm, an acquaintance that was doling out beers and playing music. You sat on the floor with your back against one of the beds and Sunny sat next to you. You and the others in the room, some you knew and some you didn’t, chatted idly and laughed, and you were surprised to say you were having a good time.  It was low-key, and just what you needed.

That was until the door burst open and a sea of people from the hall spilled in, already far more drunk than you were. It was a typical event during these parties, where doors were opened and the entire floor was involved. This is why you usually went out on these nights.

Sunny pulled you into the fray of it; music was blaring from some unknown source and drowned out most of the talking.  It was crowded in the hall and the dorm rooms were worse. Sunny brought you more alcohol from some source and you sipped it leisurely.  You didn’t mind partying, but this whole “crammed together in a dorm” thing was obnoxious and honestly not very fun.

You needed some air and told Sunny you’d be right back. She told you to text her if you needed anything, or more like screamed it into your ear. You nodded and pushed your way down the hall. Luckily, the further you went the more it opened up, until you were in the floor’s lounge area, which was surprisingly empty.

You collapsed down on one of the couches and sighed. It was dimply lit; only one lamp in the corner on, and the TV was off. You could still hear the music thumping in the distance but it was remarkably quiet where you sat, and you enjoyed the moment.

“Hey.”

You jumped at the sound of a deep voice to your right, head snapping around to see Taehyung standing there, hands in his pockets.

“Hey.” You said uneasily, brow knitting together. He circled the couch and sat next to you.

“Mind if I join you?” He asked.

“Looks like you already have.”

He chuckled as his eyes scanned you, and you felt increasingly uncomfortable.

“Well, I always think it’s a shame to leave pretty girls by themselves.”

You swallowed hard, a strange mixture of emotions coursing through you when you looked at his face and listened to his voice. You should have been completely put-off by the comment, and you were, partially. Yet there was this teensy, tiny part of you that had enjoyed it. Were you really that starved for affection?

The fact you’d felt anything at all annoyed you, and you glared at him.

“Look, I came over here to be alone. I don’t need your lame compliments or company.” You snapped, and his face changed.

“Geez, I only came over here because Sunny asked me to. She said you were lonely.”

You were going to throttle Sunny.

“I just thought I’d do you a favor.”

It could have been the annoyance turning into anger, with a little bit of bravery supplied by alcohol that was responsible for what you said next.

“Go fuck yourself.”

You stood and left the lounge in a huff, not even waiting for his reaction. Maybe it was harsh, but come on, doing you a favor by talking to you? What kind of pompous dick says a thing like that?

When you returned to the crowded hall you made it your mission to find Sunny. You got some dirty looks and a few scoffs at the way you pushed through people, but you didn’t really care right now. When you found her, talking to some guy, you tapped her arm and waited, impatiently, for her to address you. When she saw your face, she knew.

“What the hell are you doing?” You shouted in both frustration and because the music was still loud. Sunny sighed and pulled you toward your room, the only one that was locked, and shut the door behind the both of you.

“Listen, I can explain.” She raised her hands defensively and you thought you might explode. You couldn’t remember the last time you were this mad at anyone.

“Please do, I’d really like to know why you have me out here looking like a fool.” You said, calming your voice some.

“I know you’ve been in a funk lately and I just thought if Taehyung hit on you, you’d get some confidence.”

You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply.

“So you’re telling me you asked someone to pity me, and thought that would help my confidence?”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Sunny trailed, looking at the floor. You realized through the course of the conversation that she probably hadn’t meant to hurt you, she was just a little misguided on how she thought to help you.  That didn’t stop you from being angry, though.

You dropped your arms and tried to relax your temper. “I know you mean well, but can you please never do anything like that again?”

Sunny looked relieved, and crossed the room to hug you. You softened under her warmth and hugged her back, even though you were still annoyed.

“I promise. Do you want to go back out? Maybe scope out someone else?” She asked, and you laughed a little.

“I think I’m good for the night, you go have fun. Text me if you need me.”

With that, Sunny nodded and left the room, and you locked it behind her knowing she could get in with her key later. You collapsed on the bed and pulled a pillow over your face, thnking you were more upset with yourself than her, because for a very short second you had actually believed Taehyung, and felt flattered by it.

You changed into your PJs and curled up in bed, putting in your headphones and booting up your laptop to watch some Netflix. You could still feel the bass thumping outside the room, but you learned to ignore it. Over time, it started to wind down, much earlier than you thought it would, but perhaps an RA had come through to shut everything down. You texted Sunny to make sure she was okay, and she assured you she was hanging out in the dorm you’d been in earlier.

A moment later, another text came through, but it wasn’t Sunny this time. It was an unknown number.

Unknown (1:46 AM): Hey

You stared at your phone, knowing you hadn’t given anyone your number recently, and you wondered if you should bother texting back. After a minute or two, your curiosity got the best of you.

You (1:50 AM): Hey who is this??

Unknown: (1:51 AM): its tae

You felt your whole body flush cold.

You (1:53 AM): How did you get my number??

Unknown (1:55 AM): a little birdie told me ;)

“Fucking winky face” You thought, was this boy for real right now? And it better not had been Sunny who gave away your number.

You (1:57 AM): What do you want??

Unknown (2:00 AM): I wasn’t going to text you but the way you dipped out on me earlier kind of stuck with me

“Here we go”, You thought. Again, maybe you were harsh but did he have to get butthurt about it?

Unknown (2:02 AM): ive never had a girl act that way toward me. It was kind of hot

You squeezed a tight grip on your phone and felt a strange stirring in your stomach.

You (2:04 AM): Clearly you have issues

Unknown (2:06 AM): maybe, but I think you have some of your own

You (2:07 AM): What is that supposed to mean??

Unknown (2:09 AM): sunny  did explain it to me a little. has it really been 6 months since you’ve gotten laid?

You felt your blood boiling, coursing hot in your veins, but it also warmed your face and casted a blush over your cheeks. You’d never experienced such a contrast of emotions.

You (2:13 AM): This conversation is over

Unknown (2:15 AM): aw cmon babydoll, don’t be that way.

You felt your breath quickening as you read the last text, then read it over again a few more times. Every time your eyes scanned the word babydoll you felt a strange ache inside.

Unknown (2:17 AM): y’know, I wouldn’t mind volunteering my services. after going that long without, I bet I could have you screaming my name in no time

You (2:18 AM): Goodbye

You threw the phone away from you, not wanting to read the text again because you definitely felt the distinct rush of arousal all through your body, but especially between your legs. There was no way you were going to allow yourself to feel that way. Not about Kim fucks-anything-that-moves Taehyung.

You forced yourself to bed, and the next morning had almost forgotten about the texts until you’d seen the unread ones.

Unknown (2:20 AM):  alright, alright. If you change your mind, you know where to find me ;)

Goddamn winky face again.

You spent your Sunday catching up on homework and trying to keep Taehyung out of your mind, but he did pop up on occasion, and not in the way you’d have liked. You reconciled with yourself that yes, he was attractive. However, admitting that didn’t mean you wanted to bone him.

The next week was off to a decent start, you were ahead on your assignments and you’d forgiven Sunny after she’d bought you a cupcake when you had lunch together. You asked her about giving out your number and she swore up and down that she hadn’t, and you believed her. You managed to avoid Taehyung and hadn’t laid eyes on him since the weekend.

On Wednesday night, finishing up a paper, you got a text.

Unknown (10:19 PM): heyyy

You signed and ignored it, going back to your editing. Your phone vibrated against the desk again.

Unknown (10:22 PM): listen im a litt drunk

Oh lord.

Unknown (10:23 PM): I know you hate me or whatever but man I bet the sex would be amazeing

You glared at the screen, and hated the clench you felt in your gut when you read that.

You (10:25 PM): You’re drunk on a Wednesday night?

Unknown (10:26 PM): what I cant let off some steam in the middle of the week?

You (10:28 PM): Do you, I guess. Doesn’t mean I need to hear about it.

Unknown (10:30 PM): hey so you wanna know what else sunny told me that night?

You really, really did not want to know what else your friend had blabbed to him that night, but he was going to tell you anyway.

Unknown (10:32 PM): she was going on about how I never hit on you and she thinks its making yu insecure or something idk point is theres actually a reason for that

Though you didn’t like what Sunny had implicated to him, you were intrigued.

Unknown (10:34 PM): we don’t even kno each other that wll and thas partially becase you scare the shit out of me

You actually smiled to yourself reading that, not sure why you were so proud of that fact.

Unknown (10:36 PM): like forreal remember when we took that lit class together? Every time you spoke up in that class I felt like an idiot and like you would just decimate me if I ever tried any sly shit around you

You (10:37 PM): You’re not wrong.

Okay, maybe you were enjoying this a little too much and it was giving you a big head. Still, there was something deeply satisfying about hearing this confession.

Unknown (10:40 PM): but yknow what? I still think you should give me a chance

You quirked your eyebrow at the screen.

You (10:42 PM): A chance for what??

Unknown (10:45 PM): get to know me?  talk to me? And then eventually let me put my face between your legs

That time there was no feeling of revulsion, not even a tiny bit. You just blushed and felt heat rising up from your core as a mental image flashed across your brain.

You (10:47 PM): I’ll think about it

You didn’t believe you’d actually typed those words but who were you kidding? He’d somehow won you over, at least for now. Flattering your intelligence and admitting he was disarmed by you had only made him more attractive. And he was right, it had been 6 long months since you’d gotten laid, your brain might not be firing correctly.

Then again, he was drunk, and he might not even remember all of this in the morning.

Unknown (10:48 PM): that’s what I like to hear

You rolled your eyes, but you were also smiling.

To your surprise, he had remembered the conversation, and he preceded to text you every day for the rest of the week. He was always flirtatious, but he was funny, too and sometimes even interesting. You tried not to make much of the feelings you were developing, as you knew it would be a mistake to view him as a potential romantic partner. You didn’t need that in your life, anyhow. But you did know what you truly needed, and he seemed down to give it to you.

Taehyung (11:11 PM): you should come by, my roommate is out

You shifted your eyes around the room, landing on Sunny studying in her corner.

You (11:13 PM): You sure??

You don’t know why you asked that.

Taehyung (11:14 PM): I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t sure lol

You (11:15 PM): Okay, give me a minute.

You got up and started to re-dress, and Sunny turned and gave you a curious look.

“Where are you going this late?”

Despite it being a Saturday night, she knew you didn’t go out unless you had a reason to, and usually she was tagging along.

“I uh…just remembered that there’s a group project due on Monday, they want to meet up for some last minute stuff.”

She stared at you for a long moment, you could tell she didn’t believe you, but she didn’t question it either.

“Alright, make sure you have your key.” She said as she turned back to her book, as if she knew you were going to be out late.

You grabbed a hoodie and left the dorm, making your way down some winding halls to where you knew Taehyung’s dorm was. As you stared at the door, you thought about turning back and forgetting about it, but your body was screaming at you to continue, so you knocked.

“Hey.” He smiled warmly at you, stepping back to invite you in.

It was a typical college boy’s dorm, though a lot cleaner than you had anticipated. On Taehyung’s side of the room, he had art prints on the walls and collage of Polaroid photos stuck to a cork board. As you came closer, you examined the photos and recognized some faces as well as landscapes and random objects. They were actually quite good.

He offered you a seat on his bed, since there wasn’t anywhere else, really, and he sat at his office chair, facing you.

“Sooo..” You said, glancing around the room, trying to find something interesting to focus on. When you looked back at Taehyung, he had a slight smile still present over his mouth.

“Bet you didn’t think you’d end up here, huh?” He asked, and you could tell inside he was laughing. You wanted to be annoyed by it, but he was right.

You shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “People change their minds.”

“I charmed you.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Charmed me?”

“Well, what would you call it?”

“I call it ‘started talking to me like a person and not out of pity, and revealed yourself to be maybe half-way decent.” You explained with a grin, and he laughed, nodding in agreement.

“Okay then that works.” He said, then stood and slid down next to you on the bed “Though, we have to work on that ‘maybe’ part.”

“Oh?” You asked, though your voice trembled ever so slightly as you felt his warmth close to your side.

“Yeah, I’m way more than decent. I would even say I’m damn good.”

You had a feeling he wasn’t talking about his personality anymore, and you said the first thing that came to mind

“Prove it.”

A smile broke out of his face and he bit his lower lip, eyelids fluttering as he leaned into you. You sucked in a breath just as he took your mouth with his own. Your eyes fell shut and you realized how long it’d been since you’d been kissed, and kissed like this especially. He was slow and deliberate in his movement, the supple flesh melding into yours, closer and closer until his tongue found its way inside. You angled your head and he got deeper, rolling his tongue over yours and making you moan into his mouth.  

“I’d be happy to, if you mean it.” He said low against your moistened lips, and you took in a strained breath, nodding your head.

“Hmm, I’m going to have to hear you say it.”

God damn him.

“Yes.” You said in a faint voice, and he grinned triumphantly before he was suddenly kneeling in front of you. He slid his hands up across your thighs and to your front buttons, undoing them with deft hands and tugging your pants down.  You raised your hips as he pulled them all the way off your legs.

“Lay back.”

You felt your arms shaking as his deep voice commanded you, and you let your upper body fall back against the mattress. He gently parted your legs and knelt between them, trailing kisses on the insides of your thighs. When he got to the top, he nuzzled his face against your soft, clothed core and you shuddered.

“Mmm.” He hummed against you, and you felt the vibrations. He took his two fingertips and slid them under the side of your underwear, pulling them completely over to the other side so that you were bare to him. You brought your hands up to your chest in clenched fists, feeling exposed and chilly and nervous, yet aroused.

The two fingers trailed away from the underwear and over your slit, just barely parting them, and he hummed again, satisfied with the traces of wetness he found there.

“I haven’t even touched you yet.” He teased, and you blushed, some of that annoyance with him trying to creep up on you. It was completely squashed when you felt his mouth, warm and wet, encase you, his tongue drawing lazily over your clit and folds. Your head tilted back and you let out a yelp, causing him to laugh low against you.

“When was the last time someone made you feel this good?” He asked as he pulled back, and your eyes snapped open.

“What?” You breathed, wondering why he’d stopped just to blab to you more.

“I’m just curious if you’re always this sensitive. I hope so.”

“Will you shut up?”

He chuckled as he swooped back in, and your eyes slammed shut once more. You weren’t sure if it was just because it had been so long, but he was every bit as good as he said he was, and now you understood why girls fell all over themselves to get with him.

You felt your knees rising back on their own, and he didn’t miss this, bringing his hands to press on your inner thighs, widening your legs and giving him even more access. Little moans kept tumbling out of you as he worked you closer and closer to release, the way his tongue was able to roll and massage over the most sensitive areas without missing a beat had your back arching and your hips twitching in pleasure.

You started to pant, and your fists tightened more, your nails leaving marks on your palms.  You felt like you needed something to hold onto and dropped your arms as your hands traveled to his head. You stroked your fingers through his hair and on a particularly wonderful lap of his tongue they gripped the locks tight to his scalp. If you’d been in your right mind, you might have worried about hurting him, but instead he let out a low growl and his tongue moved more rapidly to bring you toward the mounting release.

“Oh, Tae…” You moaned wantonly, and he returned the plea with his own moan against your skin, that only added to your pleasure. Your back arched further, hips rising toward his mouth as your orgasm crashed into you with a splutter of whines.  As you came down off the peak, your body shuddered hard and your legs were shaking.  Taehyung released you after you were spent, and kissed your trembling thighs.

Your brain was still in a fog. You meant to sit up, but instead Taehyung crawled up the bed and lay down next to you. In a surprisingly sweet gesture, he reached over and stroked your face.

“Your cheeks are red.” He grinned, feeling proud of himself. You moved your head away and felt a little embarrassed, adjusting your under garments and pressing your thighs together. He watched you, but you couldn’t really decipher the soft expression on his face.

You happened to glance down and noted the bulge in his pants. You were all too delighted that pleasuring you had turned him on, and it was only fair to repay him the favor.

You reached down and smoothed your palm over his hard length, and wanted to die when you realized that even though fabric you could tell he was thick. You sank your teeth into your bottom lip and gave him an enticing look.

He reached down and took you by your wrist and removed your hand.

“It’s okay.”

You were confused, and pulled your arm back.

“I just thought-“

“Maybe you should get going.”

You blinked at him as he rolled over and sat up, going to his desk without another glance or word. Mortification washed over you as you silently got up off the bed and redressed, and Taehyung didn’t even walk you to the door.

On the shameful walk back to your dorm, you felt a stinging at the back of your eyes, and couldn’t believe you might actually cry. It wasn’t like you expected some kind of romantic tryst, and if he didn’t want to go any further with you that was fine, too. It was just the utterly cold way he had dismissed your presence after being intimate with him that stung hard. You hadn’t been that vulnerable with anyone in months, and the first time you did this happened.

But what did you expect? You’d known for ages that he had a reputation, so why should it surprise you?

Maybe it was all the silly conversations at 2AM, many of which weren’t even sexual. Maybe it was the fact he’d actually made you laugh and smile a couple times, in a warm, happy way.

It was definitely your own fault for trusting that, though. How stupid of you to believe it.

You were glad Sunny was already in bed when you got back, because you just knew she’d be hounding you about where you went and why you came back looking so dejected. You forced yourself to sleep despite how the regret of the night weighed heavily on you.

He had attempted to text you the next day, and the day after, as casually as ever. You ignored them, and sneered at your phone any time you saw his name pop up, though you still hadn’t brought yourself to delete the number.

On the 3rd day, he finally took note of your silence.