#hooligan

You close your eyes as you inhale the smoke from the blunt, throwing your head back.

The music blasting through the speakers and the voices of people around you were getting muffled by the effect of the substance you were now holding between your fingers. You took a moment to just hold the smoke inside your lungs, the way it was making you forget about your worries and just let you fiddle away into ignorance giving you contentment. As you exhaled, you passed the blunt to the person sitting on your right, slowly getting your head back to its' normal position and opening your eyes, only to be greeted by someone else's staring right back at you. He had been there the entire night, of course, but you were just now acknowledging him, his gaze feeling almost magnetic.

Taehyung and you had been fuckbuddies for a year. Neither of you wanted anything serious, or at least that's what you told eachother. You were in his bed every other night, both of you pleasing eachother in a way only you knew how to. In front of others, you were nothing more than distant acquaintances, only stealing glances to signal each other when no one was paying attention, just to find yourselves in the nearest bathroom stall, your skirt lifted upwards and his pants and boxers pushed down as you gave each other what you needed. That's what you were used to, it had become a given to Taehyung that you were always there for him when he wanted you, no questions asked, no hard feelings involved, no emotional baggage. And the fact that nobody knew about your little arrangement made it all the more thrilling, the constant sneaking around giving you both the excuse to never linger too long on the thought of the rising affection between you. The relationship between you was a turbulent high Taehyung never wanted to get down from. Until it all came crashing down one day, when you started dating his best friend.

Jeon Jungkook.

Taehyung's gaze didn't leave yours as the blunt got passed to him, but you didn't look away too. He lifted it to his lips, slowly wrapping them around the filter, eyes still on you. He inhaled deeply, his chest rising, the muscles on it becoming more visible as it expanded under his white shirt. He then put his lips together, exhaling the smoke straight to your face while never breaking eye contact.

Your mind was so dizzy already that you absentmindedly allowed your eyes to drift– from Taehyung's hair– black and long, pulled back, a few strands falling on his forehead, down to his lips– looking soft and plump, his tongue coming out of his mouth to swipe across the lower one, catching it between his teeth after– as if he had noticed the direction of your stare. You were unable to feel any shame at the moment, your gaze drifting further down to his wide neck, in the middle of it– his adam's apple, slowly bobbing as he took a sip from his drink, a silver chain hanging on it, most of which was hidden under his shirt. The short sleeves were pulled tightly around his biceps- he has obviously been hitting the gym more, the buffness of his chest obvious under the thin material

It was your turn to take a hit. You didn't close your eyes this time. Instead you lifted them back up to meet Taehyung's. You inhaled deeply once again, letting the smoke fill your lungs, your head, your senses. You were disconnected from reality, you probably wouldn't be able to answer if someone asked you what your name was right now, but it felt good. You needed that– to forget about everything.

You and Jungkook had recently broken up after you found out he had cheated on you with a girl from his class. How you found out was funny in the light of current events– Taehyung had posted a story of himself and Jimin at a party, Jungkook and the girl in question caught in a steamy make out session in the background of it. The video was dark and blurry, but you could recognize your boyfriend's tattoos and piercings anywhere. Minutes after, Jungkook's Mercedes was scratched all over and his tires were flat. Every single belonging he had left at your dorm was flying out the window and his number was blocked. Humiliation. That's what you felt knowing everyone had seen that video, so you avoided everyone as much as you could, not wanting to face the shame, the pity on their faces and their careful tone, as if you were a frail piece of glas they were afraid of breaking. Tonight, you wanted to forget all about it. You hadn't seen him or any of his friends since that night. Until now.

As you passed the blunt to the next person, still in a staring competition with Taehyung, it suddenly looked like he briefly tilted his head to the side, signaling you, only to lift himself up from the floor and walk in the direction in which his head had pointed.

You were in a hazy state and decided to follow him, giving little thought to your actions. You briefly saw his large frame enter a room and close the door behind, only for you to open it seconds after and close it again yourself. You were met with the sight of a large bedroom, black walls, and a vanity right across the door. It wasn't your first time here, you had been in here, in this bed many times. You recognized the room instantly– it was Taehyung's, and he was standing there, leaning against said vanity, staring at you cunningly, as if he was able to read you throughts, as if he saw the exact moment you realized and the chain of memories that followed.

You moved your eyes from the large bed, black sheets matching the walls, to the tall man in front of you, then down to where his hands were laid flat– on the vanity table. His gaze didn't leave your face for even a second, noticing the way your eyebrow quivered when you looked down at the furniture piece.

He had you bent over it the last time you were here. He had you dumb and repeating his name over and over again, begging him for mercy.

"Been a while, right?" Taehyung muttered, voice low, as if it came from the depths of his soul. You looked up at his face again, a faint shade of anger visible on it.

"Yes, really." you answered dryly.

"Why did you follow me here?" he asked.

"You called me." you replied.

A breathy chuckle left Taehyung's lips. "So would you follow everyone who calls you into a random room?"

"No."

"Then? Why are you here?" he insisted.

"I don't know, actually." you said to him as you turned around to leave.

"Stay." his firm voice reached your ears, his voice leaving a tingle on tha back of your neck. You turned around on your heels, just to see he was walking closer to you.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Good."

"No, really. Are you okay? After what happened. I was worried."

You laughed. "Worried? After posting my boyfirend cheating on me for the whole internet to see?" you really didn't feel like playing the whole pity game again, especially with him.

"I wanted you to know." he answered, head dropping to look at his feet, as if he couldn't bear looking straight in your eyes anymore.

"Well, you could've just come to me and told me then. That's just pathetic." you scoffed, turning to the door once again, only to feel a hand wrap around your wrist.

"And would you have believed me? If I was the one who told you?"

"Well, at least I wouldn't have been humiliated in front of everyone, Taehyung." your head was still turned to the door, your attempt at stepping forward being halted by Taehyung's fingers tightening around your wrist.

"I couldn't bear it. I couldn't bear telling you. We hadn't talked since you started dating him. I couldn't come to you and I didn't want to be the one to tell you." his voice was now quieter, slightly shaky.

"So you decided posting it was the better option? I really can't with you," you were now turned to him, the anger inside you from the excuses he was making growing enough to make you want to face him once again. "Why don't you just let me get the hell out of here instead of pretending you care about my feelings? Spare yourself the theatrics."

"I wanted to kill him, y/n," his glistening eyes were now on your face again, fingers spasming around your wrist. "I really wanted to kill him when I found out."

"Fuck off with this bullshit, really." you spit out, feeling yourself suddenly get pulled forward, your face now inches away from Taehyung's chest.

Your obstructed view was suddenly cleared, your eyes falling on your reflection in the vanity mirror. And on your right, there was Taehyung, going around your frame to end up directly behind you, his red eyes meeting yours in the mirror.

"You're so high," he stated. "you shouldn't be here by yourself.

"I'm not alone, I'm with Mina, you're just keeping me hostage right now."

Taehyung slowly closed his eyes, head dipping down to the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply. He stood frozen like this for a few seconds to indulge in the sweet scent of your skin mixed with you perfume. It had been a year since he was close enough to be able to catch the smell.

He then opened his eyes again, right hand coming up to grab the side of your hair to move it behind your shoulder.

"Come on, don't touch me." you felt a familiar tingle go through your body, signaling you that it's probably best for you to be on your way.

However, before you could move, you wrist was caught in Taehyung's big hand again, pulling it to fold your arm snugly behind your back. His eyes didn't leave yours in the mirror, his head dipping down again, lips dangerously close to your ear now.

"I was going to kill him, I swear. I almost gave him a concussion that night." Taehyung confessed in your ear, his voice raspy.

Your eyes widened in shock. You suddenly remembered the bump on Jungkook's head the day after the sorority party- he had told you he hit his head on the counter while setting up the beer kegs. You never questioned it. The realization that hit next was what made your blood freeze. The party and the night Taehyung posted that story– they were three months apart. He had been cheating for three months before you found out.

"T-three... he did it for three months?" you said to yourself, voice now shaky.

I'm so sorry, y/n. I'm so so sorry for everything. I couldn't stand it, I really couldn't stand even looking at him. I don't know why he did it. I wanted to grab him and shake him and scream in his face that he doesn't deserve you, that it should've been me."

Your breath got caught in your throat at Taehyung's words, yet you were still unable to break eye contact. His eyes were now glistening, tears threatening to pool at the corners of his eyes any second now.

"It should've been me, y/n. Why did you choose him? What did he do that I couldn't?" his voice was now whiny, mouth directly next to your ear, every singe breath he took sending shivers down your spine.

"Taehyung-..."

"Did he make you feel better? Could he?" he whined in your ear again.

"I waited for you for a year, Taehyung. To tell me you felt something for me."

Before you had a chance to utter another word, Taehyung pulled you hand even tighter against your back, his lips crashing down on your neck, tongue running against you skin, his teeth pulling on it harshly.

You threw your head back, resting it on his shoulder. The mix of alchohol and weed in your system made you feel everything ten times stronger, every breath, every bite, every lick intensified, making you feel like you could reach the moon. Taehyung lightly pushed you forward, urging you to walk ahead, his lips never leaving your neck, peppering bites and kisses all over it.

He stopped as soon as your front hit the vanity table, both of you now dangerously close to the mirror. Taehyung pushed himself flush against your back, left hand coming up to grab your hair in a pony, pulling your head back and placing a soft peck on your cheek.

"I never knew, y/n. Why didn't you say something?" his voice was now on the verge of breaking.

"I- I was too scared." you muttered, body pushing back into his just to feel whatever friction you could.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked gently. "I won't touch you if you say so."

"N-no, don't stop." you muttered quietly. The need was growing in you, Taehyung's fucked out expression making it hard for you to put an end to what was happening.

He didn't waste another second, letting go of your arm and going straight for the zipper of your dress, pulling it down in one swift motion, the thin straps falling down your shoulders and with that the whole dress pooling at your ankles. You were left in nothing but your black strapless bra and matching panties, now noticing how they were sticking to your core with arousal you had hoped to stay hidden.

Taehyung almost winced at the sight of you so bare in front of him, eyes dropping to your stomach.

"Your belly ring. You changed it." he stated.

"I did. Got tired of the old one."

The previous one you had on had a dangly heart charm on it– it was a gift from Jungkook, one which withouth your knowledge Taehyung had helped pick out. When his friend asked him for a favour, he couldn't say no. He couldn't tell him about you two, so he just swallowed it down pretended to be okay with it.

"I would've ripped it off of you anyway." he spat out as he turned you around to face him, grabbing you by the hips and lifting you to sit on the vanity. His arm let go of your hair, long strands of it now falling all over your shoulders and over your breasts.

Hot lips suddenly crashed on yours, Taheyung's long fingers roaming all over your body, squeezing your butt and pulling you against himself, making you feel the needy buldge that was growing between his legs. You moaned into his mouth from the sensation of his boner rubbing against your needy core, his hand flying up to grab the roots of your hair, angling your head so he could push his tongue even deeper inside your throat. He was going at it like a man starved, your saliva spreading on both of your lips, mixing together. The taste of marijuana and vodka, combined with the smell of Taehyung's cologne was intoxicating you.

He suddenly pulled away from the kiss, making your body lean forward, chasing his warmth. However, when you opened your eyes, he wasn't there anymore. You looked down between your legs to find him on his knees, head now leveled with your soaked panties.

"I've missed her so much." he said under his breath, lips immediatly latching onto your heat, peppering kisses all over your panties, the sensation feeling just short of enough, making you push your hips forward into his mouth.

The feckless movement caused Taehyung to laugh, looking up at you with faded eyes, still red from the joint.

"I'll please you baby, I promise. Just be good." he assured, diving back in to press kisses all over your clothed sex. Your brows were now scrunched in pleasure, your hand flying to his hair and tugging on it.

He then grabbed the hem of your panties and took them off in a single motion, long fingers sinking into your inner thighs to spread your legs apart, baring your glistening pussy in front of his face.

"Hmm, so wet for me." he hummed, tongue sliding from your entrance to your clit, stopping there to circle around it gently.

"Fuck, Tae-," you jolted at the movement, tugging harder on his hair to push his face in to you. "More, please."

He didn't wait for you to ask a second time, lips wrappng around the bundle of nerves and sucking down on it, slender finger pushing on your entrance for a second before flowly dipping into your hole, already sluggish from the arousal. Your walls welcomed him greedily, sucking his finger in as if it was the first time you were being stretched open. Taehyung then pulled his finger out completely, only to push back two inside, moving slow as he waited for you to accommodate to the intrusion.

You threw your head back, his long fingers now knuckle deep inside your wetness, the tips pushing rudely on your g-spot.

"Come on, princess, let me hear you." Taehyung ordered, voice vibrating onto your clit, sending electric signals to all nerve endings in your body before going in to continue abusing your clit.

The movement of his tongue on your bundlemof nerves was getting to your head, your hips starting to rub against his face. His fingers were still deep insde you, curling in to hit your sweet spot again and again. The tightness in your lower stomach was getting more intense by the second, one last rub of Taehyung's tongue against you sending you over the enge, broken moans of his name falling off your lips now, eyes shut in pleasure.

His fingers never stilled inside of you, starting to pump in and ot of you faster, while he was looking at your fucked out expression- brows scrunched and mouth hanging open helplessly, inarticulate sound leaving it, hips trembling on the vanity. The overstimulation caught up with you, eyes shooting open to look at the man between your legs- his fingers were still plungung deep into you while his other arm was squeezing your thigh, keeping your legs open for him. His mouth and chin were soaked with your juices, long tongue coming out of his mouth to lap at them while he stared at your every reaction to his touch.

Your brows scrunched further from the intense pressure you were feeling in your abdomen, your fingers pale from gripping and pulling onto Taehyung's black locks.

"Tae, I ca- fuck, I can't take more." you whimpered.

"You can, baby, come on. I know you can." his hand suddenly left your thigh and went to press on your lower stomach, his fingers once again buried in your pussy to the hilt, curling just at the right angle. A loud moan left your mouth, not being able to handle the intensity anymore, feeling as if you were about to pass out, when suddenly the pressure inside of you snapped.

You felt pleasure rush through your entire being, releasing itself with force. Taehyung pulled his fingers out of you to let your juices shower his face, his mouth now open to catch as much as he can, fingers coming back to your clit briefly to rub on it and make you release even more. That's when you felt wet splashes reach your tummy and thighs, coming back to your senses and opening your eyes, only to see yourself squirting all over the man kneeling beneath you.

"Mhmmm, princess, that's it, give it all to me."

You tried to stop, to move, to close your legs together, but you were too numb to be able to do anything.

"F-fuck, Tae, I can't-," your voice cut off, tears pooling in your eyes.

You felt warmth wrap around you, Taehyung's long arms coming around your body to embrace you, his lips now flush against your forehead, rocking your body side to side to calm you down and bring you back to your senses. You reached your hands up to place them on his chest, fists grabbing handfulls of his shirt, legs wrapping aroud his waist and pushing him more into you. You buried your head in the crook of his neck, tears now falling on your cheeks, slowly feeling yourself come back to it. He slightly pulled away, placing a finger under your chin to lift your head up to look at him. Noticing your tears, his thumb swiftly swiped across your cheeks to wipe them off.

"You okay, baby?" you quiclkly nodded your head, pulling Taehyung down by his neck to kiss his lips again, him quickly melting into your touch. You squeezed your legs around his hips again, pushing his body flush against yours and feeling the hardness under his jeans.

"I want more," you whispered into his mouth, pecking his nose gently. "Yeah? I can't say no to you when you ask like that,"

Taehyung grabbed your hips to lift you off the vanity and turned you around, your back now facing him. You were met with both of your reflections in the mirror once again, your eyes now darker, hair messy and mascara smuged around your eyes. The sound of Taehyung's belt unbuckling reached your ears, hips bucking backwards to meet his, only for his large hand to land on your butt with a slap.

"But I'm not gonna be gentle, and you're gonna take what I give you. Not really in a position to be greedy, hm?" his voice was velvety in your ear, fingers reaching to unclasp your bra, boobs spilling out for both of you to see in the mirror.

You felt Taehyung's cockhead slide through your folds, gathering your juices, before nudging at your entrance for just a second. Before you could realise, he pushed in, stretching you out and burying himself to the hilt with one swift motion. His hands flew to squeeze your breasts, his chest now flush to your back and teeth nibbling on your earlobe.

Scattered whimpers were leaving your mouth at the feeling of his thick cock inside of you, your walls fluttering to try to accomodate the size while the head was pressed flush against your g-spot.

"You're taking it so well. Such a good girl for me." he whispered as his hands kept kneading your boobs, fingers grabbing on your nipples to play with them. He wasn't moving in the slightest, just sitting there with his cock buried deep inside of you, admiring the way you were squirming for more friction in the mirror.

"Taehyung-," you whined, hips once again pressing back into him.

"Use your words, princess. Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you." he said, voice stern.

"Move, please. Fuck me, I need it so bad." he grabbed your right leg, lifting it on top of the vanity table, his other hand going to lgrab your hair again, pulling your head back by the scalp.

That's when he started moving.

He pulled his hips all the way back, leaving only his cockhead inside of you, only to forcefully slam back into you, pushing in every single inch roughly. The new angle allowed him to reach even deeper, if that was even possible, making your hips jolt forward, pulling away from him. Taehyung hissed and pulled harder at your hair at the motion, his fingers sinking into your hip and pulling you back into him.

"You're not running away from this, baby. You asked for it so you're gonna take it, hm?" the hold he had on you didn't allow you to move, his hips now going into a steady and rough rythm, pulling back just to slam into you again, his dick invading every inch of your pussy, your walls wet with slick welcoming him every single time, swallowing all of him deep to the hilt. You felt wettness pool in the corners of your eyes once again, the friction from Taehyung fucking into you, his hand pulling your hair and the sight of him behind you in the mirror, muscular torso all sweaty, his abs flexing every time he thrusts inside you, his black hair sticking to his forehed, bottom lip locked between his teeth, all the while he was squeezing your hip, hand traveling down to carress your thigh spread out on the vanity table, sink his nails into it and land a nasty slap on your butt cheek.

The haze from the marijuana combined with the nasty sounds you bodies were making and the sight of Taehyung in the mirror, handling you like a toy, slamming into you as if there was no tomorrow, all piled up, tears now streaming down your face, leaving black traces from your mascara.

Taehyung's eyes were now locked on yours in the mirror, his thrusts suddenly getting even more abusive, your body jolting forward everytime he entered you, g-spot being abused again and again by his lenght. His hand let go of your hair to grab at your jaw squeeze it, not letting you look away from his face.

"That's it, cry for me, little slut. Cry for this dick. Who makes you feel this good, hm?" he landed a slap on your face, the speed of his hips now relentless. You were whimpering and moaning uncontrollably, tears falling down your face, barely any make-up left on it at this point.

"You're not cumming if you don't answer," another slap on your cheek followed, making you hiccup, the pace with which he was fucking into you never faltering.

"Y-you, Tae, f-fuck. Only you." you answered, voice breaking at each word, eyes shutting from the uncontrollable pleasure you were receiving, only for another stingy slap against your face to be delivered. "Look at me while I fuck you. I wanna see how you fall apart."

You open your eyes again forcefully, hands grabbing on Taehyung's arms to keep yourself steady.

"Fuck, I missed you so much. I missed this little pussy so much, squeezing me in so good. But you had to go ahead and ruin it, hm? You just had to go and date my best friend, so now I can't have you properly. I can never have you the way I want to. Such a slut. My dick wasn't enough for you, hm? But you come running back to it, following me in here, begging to be fucked. Cry for this cock now, show me how much you missed it."

Taehyung's fingers were now on your clit, rubbing vicious circles and pressing down on it. He felt your walls tighten around him and your body tense, a sign of your high approaching he knew all too well. The angle of his cock inside of you changed once again, hitting your uterus again and again, making you lose control. His fingers let go of your jaw, only for a series of slaps to meet your face- one after another after another. You coulnd't take it anymore, a scream leaving your mouth as you threw your head back onto his shoulder for support. His hand flew over your mouth to silence you, fingers on your clit still rubbing on it, when you collapsed in his arms. Your orgasm took over you violently, vision going white from how intense it hit you, pussy clenching around Taehyung's dick, milking it for all it's worth, walls fluttering around it and your juices leaking down his balls. He kept fucking up into you, letting you ride out your high while he was whispering dirty nothings into your ear, your tears still streaming down your face over his hand, mascara smudged all over it, muffled moans and curses staying locked behind his arm on your mouth.

The sight of you so fucked out, spread open on the vanity table, tits jiggling from the jolts of your body, completeli surrendered to him was Taehyung's last straw. With a few more powerful thrusts, he was spilling deep inside of you, painting your walls white with his seed. His hips were now on a roll, thrusting shallowly inside of you, trying to pump every last drop of cum he could inside of you, claiming you in the only way he could.

You were both standing there, panting, him still deep inside of you, cum now sweeping from your insides and leaking on the floor. Taehyung was placing wet kisses all over your face and neck, hand wiping off you tears and smudged make-up, before going to wrap around your neck and squeeze on it lightly, teeth grazing your ear, lips coming to whisper into it.

"Put your clothes back on now, and keep every single drop of my cum inside of you. I want you to walk around full of me. And next time you want to get fucked, you call me, you understand? Anytime you want to get touched, just call me, nobody else."