Y/n's POV~
Standing in front of your large mirror, you admire your outfit.
Dead, zombie nurse.
"You don't think I look too... Y'know..." You say turning to your phone, that was propped up on your desk.
"You look wonderful." Taehyung says over the phone.
You smile, "thank you."
"When does this party start anyways?" He asks shuffling around on the other side.
You look at your naked wrist, pretending to look at the time.
"C'mon!" He says with a chuckle.
"It starts in an hour." You say looking at him with a warm smile.
But his face was covered in worry.
"What's wrong?" You ask walking towards the phone.
"Don't do anything you'll regret okay..." He says looking a tad bit sad.
"Kim Taehyung I promise you I will stay sober and only do the responsible thing."
The thing is, you've never gotten drunk. Not once. You planned on drinking on Christmas... With you and the boys.
Yes, you plan everything out. Literally everything.
"But! Have fun!" He shouts making you gasp, startled.
"Okay."
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The party,
You hop out your car and see Jude and Jackson waiting for you.
"Whoa!" Jude exclaims looking at you shocked, "fucking hell! Damn you look good!!"
You chuckle as you approach them, "you two don't look bad either."
"Definitely working that uniform though." Jackson gives you the 'ok" symbol with his fingers.
"Mm." You hum violently putting your hand on his back.
"Ouch!" He yelps "why'd you hit me?"
"Sexual harassment." Jude says snaking her arm around your waist.
"Let's go, okay?" You say smiling at the two.
"Okay!" Jude leads you far into her house and Jackson immediately pulls apart and rushes to the punch bowl.
"Plan on drinking?" Jude asks pulling out a canteen from her pocket.
She was pirate.
"No, I don't drink." You lied.
"Bummer I was wondering what you'd act like." She shrugs then takes a sip of her drink.
She makes the strangest face and sticks her tongue out in disgust.
You giggle shyly and the background music grows louder.
Signalling people to start dancing.
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You and Jude dance together, almost erotically, teasing the boy staring at you both. Jackson.
"Mm! Y/n!!" A familiar voice shouts over the sea of voices.
You took a sip of your punch and look up, feeling a bit dizzy and weak.
"Who said that!" You shout pointing at an innocent man.
He throws his hands up and nods to someone behind you.
You turn on your heel, slipping and falling into someone's arms.
