innocence; vmin

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A/N: ignore the fact that the picture says park94jm instead of 95 im a whole idiot that forgot to proofread

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"What?" Taehyung stammered out. 'Twenty bucks? Did they make a bet or something?'

"Nothing. Just come in and follow me," Jimin said, moving to the side to allow Taehyung enterance into his home. It's not that Taehyung previously thought he was poor or trashy or anything like that, but his house was a lot nicer than he had expected.

He looked around as he followed Jimin, noticing a few people look at him weirdly. "Where are we going?" He asked, trying his hardest to ignore the stares.

"The fun's in here," Jimin replied, stopping at a room and pushing the door open to reveal four other boys. Compared to the liveliness of the rest of the house, this room was extremely chill. It didn't really scream 'fun.' Taehyung hadn't even noticed Jimin had left his side until he came back with a red cup full of what Taehyung assumed was some sort of alcoholic beverage. "Here you go."

"Oh, no thanks," he smiled apologetically. "I don't drink."

"You do now." Jimin grabbed Taehyung's hand and put the cup in it, basically forcing him to hold it. "I'll introduce you to the guys," he said before grabbing the attention of everyone else by yelling loudly--not even a 'hey' or a 'listen up.' He literally just yelled.

"Holy shit," One of them let out a drunken laugh. "He actually came."

"That's what I said," Jimin chuckled. "I'm sure you all know who Mr. Perfect here is, but I highly doubt he knows any of you except maybe Jungkook. So, Taehyung, the one on his phone over there is Yoongi. That guy over there is Namjoon and the guy sitting in his lap is his boyfriend, Jin."

"I've never seen him around school before," Taehyung commented, trying to hide his nervousness by talking as casually as he could manage. It honestly would have worked if his eyes didn't scream "help me."

"He graduated last year so he's in college," Jimin said, Taehyung nodding in reply. "But yeah, that's everyone. I'd say they're nice but they're all dicks so that wouldn't be true." Taehyung couldn't help but laugh at that.

He felt beyond awkward just standing there, though, watching as Jimin's friends did their own thing. He now wished more than ever that he had brought Hoseok along.

"You're not drinking," Jimin noted. Taehyung tried to decline the drink once again but was shut up when Jimin took the cup from him and manually lifted it to his mouth. He decided to give in and let a little bit flow through his lips before he twisted his face in disgust.

"That's horrible," he coughed out, the sour expression remaining as the taste lingered long after the small sip was down his throat. "How can you stand that crap"

"You get used to it." Jimin brought the cup to Taehyung's mouth again, watching as he obediently forced himself to drink it. "That's better," he said, handing the cup back to him.

The disgusted look remained on his face as he followed Jimin to the couch Jungkook was sitting on, watching the screen as Jimin watched him.

"Do you play?" Jungkook asked, not taking his eyes off of the game as he spoke to Taehyung.

"Me?" Taehyung asked, the younger nodding in response. "A little, but I haven't in a long-"

"Grab a controller and help me out here." He nodded his head in the direction of another controller that sat on the edge of the TV stand.