"Why are you serving lunchables? You've got to be the worst party guest ever." Jin said, picking up a cracker and a piece of cheese.
"They're not lunchables! They're premade party trays. I didn't plan on having a huge party. It was supposed to be small. I didn't have time to cook so eat the fucking crackers or don't eat at all." Taehyung snapped.
"Okay, okay. Geez. So basically pre-made party trays is just a fancy word for lunchables."
"What is she doing here? She was my scrub nurse for months and she never liked me! Ahh! Where's Jungkook?" Taehyung asked, paranoid.
Jin raised his eyebrows as Taehyung stormed away. "Damn, he's frustrated." He said, turning to face Yoongi who was already drinking.
"He's antisocial. You know he doesn't like parties and he's a clean freak. There's like forty people here and it just started."
"Well, no one told him to throw a big party."
"You know Jackson. He spreads news like wildfire."
"What are you drinking?" He questioned peeking into his cup.
"I don't know. Jackson brought a shit ton of alcohol. I liked the color of the bottle. Try a sip. It's not that bad."
Jin took his cup to take a sip. He immediately wrinkled his nose and handed him the cup back. "That tastes like fucking death."
"I mean if you hold your breath for a little bit the death taste subsides."
"Gross. I'm going to look for wine."
"Oh yeah. I forgot you're fancy." He screamed through the loud obnoxious music.
Jin ignored him waving his hand while walking towards the kitchen. There he spotted a group of others who immediately waved to greet him.
He responded out of respect. Jin was pretty popular outside of work. Not just because of his work, but mainly because of his looks. He didn't mind the attention though.
As he scanned the cabinets, he headed straight to the one he knew Taehyung kept wine. When he found the bottle he sighed satisfied. Taehyung wasn't a drinker and he mainly bought the wine for 'special occasions' which was promotions at work.
He poured himself wine on a red plastic cup. Typically he'd want a real wine glass, but he needed this drink more than he thought.
It was ridiculous to be waiting for Namjoon's arrival when he clearly knew that he didn't like parties. Then again, he also didn't like dates and he had decided to go on one with him.
After taking the bottle with him, he made his way back to the living room where the majority of the people were. He thought about going back to Yoongi and just as he was about to he saw Namjoon.
He was enthusiastically eating crackers and cheese. Of course he'd like it. Jin started walking over to him even though his other two friends were there.
At the last minute he got too nervous. It was different talking to him alone versus with other people around. Jin waited patiently—actually he was very impatient—for his two friends to disappear.
He grinned excitedly when he finally saw them walk away. By then he had already finished the wine in his cup so he stopped to pour himself a little more.
Next thing you know, when Jin looked up, a random girl and a guy were beside him. The couple were a little too close to him and based on the way the girl was playing with her hair it was quite obvious it was a flirtatious conversation.
Jin brought the cup up to his lips and turned the opposite way. He couldn't stand to witness that bullshit. Of course they weren't official or anything, but at least Jin thought he'd be the only one.
He headed back to the kitchen and sat on one of the counters. Taehyung would lose his shit if he saw him, but he needed to keep himself distracted to prevent himself from exploding.
As he brought the cup back down he flinched startled at the figure in front of him. Namjoon was standing inches away. Jin couldn't help but wonder how he'd gotten there so fast without being seen.
"Good evening sir."
"Uhh, hey." Jin responded, still pretty confused.
"I saw you running away from the crowd like a panicked boy. I thought I'd check up on you."
"Running away? Panicked boy? No! I didn't run away. I walk very fast and I'm not a boy. I'm a man." He declared slightly offended.
"Oh yes. A man for sure. Can I have some wine?"
Jin nodded. Namjoon took the cup from his hands and drank the rest of it. Once he was finished he handed him the empty cup.
"If you want me to give you wine for your couple then I'll go ahead and tell you I'm not. This wine is mine. Well, it's Taehyung's wine but he's my friend and therefore it also belongs to me."
"That's not how it works." Namjoon corrected.
"It is too! It's common friend sense!" He responded a little too angry.
"So, do I also belong to your friends?"
Jin shockingly opened his mouth to speak and yet he didn't even know what to say. He felt his ears get red and soon it would spread all over his face.
"You're not mine." He finally whispered.
"Come on, let's go watch drunkies play games. It'll be fun." Namjoon said, reaching over to grab his hand.
Jin felt his heart leap at his throat as he jumped off the counter. He thought Namjoon would let go of his hand, but he didn't let go even if people looked.
"What did that couple want anyway?" He asked with curiosity in his voice.
"They wanted a threesome."
"Oh. Wow. Uhh...well let me tell you I don't know if hanging out with me will be funner than that." Jin said still self conscious. It was hard to tell if Namjoon truly enjoyed his company. Or if he even liked him.
Namjoon turned around to face him, "I think you're funner than a threesome."
Jin smiled amusingly at his statement. Sure, it was not the typical compliment he'd like to hear. But for Namjoon to say that was huge.
So he took it like the best compliment in the world.
•••
"I'm so sorry." Taehyung apologized as a drunk guy stumbled by without a shirt.
"It's totally cool. I'm actually enjoying the scenery." Jungkook grinned.
Taehyung looked around with a disgusted face. His house was a mess, there was inappropriate music playing and random people were jumping in his pool and hot tub. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd gotten in it. So to see strangers enjoy his commodities was angering.
"Oh yes. Lovely scenery."
"Come on, cheer up. I haven't been to a party since my senior year of high school. That's been eight years. To me this is very fun."
"Okay. I just...I wanted it to be special. A special private dinner without random dick flashing and titty motorboating."
"How about we go to a quiet place just you and I? At least for a few minutes. We could have a quick private dinner."
Taehyung winced, "Yeah about the dinner. I didn't have time to cook since I was too busy putting up random decorations. The best I have is crackers and cheese."
"Crackers and cheese sounds just fine. Plus, I think Namjoon loves it just fine."
Moments later, they were in one of his storage closets eating snacks and apple juice. There was a dim light bulb in the space so they could see each other just fine.
"I'm sorry we're in a closet. I really didn't want to, but I'm sure my room is being occupied by who knows who or what."
"Stop apologizing. I appreciate all of your effort." He giggled.
Taehyung smiled, still feeling bad about the whole thing. When they were done snacking, he pulled a big bag from behind him.
"I hid your present here for a reason. I also didn't have time to pack it up. I'm—"
Jungkook excitedly took the bag, interrupting his apology. Before he was about to pull the gift out, Taehyung stopped him.
"Keep in mind that I am horrible at giving gifts."
"Oh me too. Don't even sweat it. Whatever you give me I'm sure it'll be just fine."
Taehyung nodded, but anxiously gulped down the ball of nerves. Jungkook pulled out a brand new pillow and small blanket.
"I know we barely get to go home and the beds where interns sleep suck. Maybe a good pillow and warm blanket will help."
Jungkook grinned ecstatic. "Are you kidding me? I fucking love this! Thank you!" He replied, kissing his lips.
Taehyung stumbled back a little and kept his eyes wide open. He still wasn't used to receiving kisses from Jungkook.
After Jungkook was done blabbing about how his gift was going to be useful, he grew quiet and looked over at Taehyung.
"Oh gosh. You hate it don't you? I knew you were just being nice. I promise I'll go buy you—"
"No, no, no. I really do love the gift. I'm just wondering if...if you mind people knowing about us? I know you're a believer of no intern and resident relationships."
"I really don't care anymore. I don't care if they know. Some rules are just meant to be broken."
Jungkook timidly smiled and scooted closer towards him. "Can we stay here a little longer? Just you and I?" He whispered.
Taehyung nodded without hesitation. This time not surprised by the kisses that followed.
•••
Yoongi tried very hard to understand what the song was saying. He couldn't even comprehend the words. Was it even a real language? In the end, all the could make out were cuss words and references to sex.
Jackson had definitely taken over the music choice. When Yoongi arrived there nearly an hour and a half before, subtle teenage pop music was playing and that was Taehyung for sure.
Yoongi lingered in the corner trying to spot the people that were walking in. He had been waiting to see Jimin come through the door, but he had been unlucky.
The party had been boring so far. The drinks and snacks were decent. However, the main reason for him showing up was to see Jimin. Otherwise he'd be working at the hospital.
The previous night he had a wonderful dream with Jimin. It was really hard to tell if it had been real or not, but in the end he convinced himself it had to be a dream.
Jimin and Yuta were a thing so for Jimin to be in the room with him holding his hand was unreadable. It did help him sleep well even though it was only for an hour.
Since then he had little naps, but nothing could compare to the peaceful euphoric sleep he had gotten with Jimin in his sleep.
Yoongi finished the cup he was holding and made his way to the backyard. Taehyung would be pissed that random people were getting inside his pool, but watching drunk dummies accidentally fall in the water was pretty amusing.
Maybe one of them would get hurt and he'd have a chance to save a life yet again. It was sad that his brain revolved around work and Jimin.
Once he was sitting on a pool chair watching the people do stupid things he laughed. He was actually having fun. Too much fun. Maybe it was the alcohol.
He set his cup down on the small table in front of him to remove his jacket. Despite it being hot, he was pretty cold natured. But by now his face was flushed pink and sweat was building up.
A guy going by tripped on the table and knocked his drink over. It spilled over his shoes. "I'm so sorry!" He screamed.
When Yoongi looked up he saw Jackson. The drunk one registered that it was Yoongi's drink he'd spilled so he relaxed.
"Oh. It's just you. Here's mine." Jackson offered.
"What do you mean it's just me?" He scoffed getting up. He moved away from the puddle, but he knew he'd still smell like it.
"Come on. Relax. Have fun Yoongi. Is this about Jimin? Are you still sad about it because you're in love with him?"
"What? In love? No! Shut up."
"You love him! You really love him!" He screamed, fluttering his eyelashes.
"Jackson please shut up." He murmured, pulling him closer.
"What? I'm not lying. All I'm saying is shoot your shot because I saw Yuta being all up close and personal with the intern I took to the surgeon dinner."
"What? Where?"
"Over there." He pointed casually.
Yoongi had been so distracted looking at the people jumping in the pool that he hadn't noticed Yuta and Vernon talking. Not just that, Vernon was flirting hardcore.
"Hey! Hey! Where did you get that?" Jackson said, pulling away from Yoongi and following a girl behind.
Yoongi immediately ran inside. He didn't want to witness that or go confront Yuta about it. First because he was drunk and second because it would make him look like a jealous freak.
He sprinted up the stairs into Taehyung's room. To his advantage it was empty, but one door wasn't enough to hold back his impulsivity. So, he went into the bathroom and locked it up.
His hands were on the door and he was breathing heavily. When he calmed his breath he leaned back on the door. His eyes were closed shut to the point he was seeing stars.
A sudden feeling that he wasn't alone hit him. It made his skin crawl and gave him the jitters. Slowly, he reopened his eyes to find a wide eyed Jimin in the corner.