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Music is thumping and lights are flashing in the once spacious apartment that was now cramped with many dancing and drinking bodies. Somewhere a flash of light went off and there was the tattle tail pop of fireworks. Giggling sounded not long after. It was normal for drunk magic users to accidentally cast a spell.
It is often that the aspiring witches and mages of the Academy of Magic would throw parties. And since they are amateur magic users there is always bound to be some drunken spells or charms cast.
However, Yoongi is perfectly sober. He leans himself against a wall with just a soft drink in hand as people dance around him. He's also had at least two girls ask him to dance, but to be perfectly honest, Yoongi doesn't feel like dancing. The black haired mage adjusts the choker around his neck after finishing the rest of his drink and placing the empty cup on a stand that's next to him. Magic parties are always almost formal events, practically every boy in the room is wearing a nice blazer or shirt, some are wearing black pants, others jeans, girls are wearing both long and short dresses, low backs and fronts, some pants and blazers themselves. And jewelry is common on everyone. Yoongi is wearing a white button up shirt, with a few buttons undone, under his patterned black and white blazer and his black skinny jeans.
Another magical explosion goes off and purple smoke filters out from among the crowd of students. A scent of lavender drifts over to Yoongis senses, he knows the smell of that magic anywhere.
And he was right. Emerging from the crowd of people were none other than the two academy trouble makers, Taehyung and Jimin. The lavender is the smell of Taehyungs magic and a scent Yoongi knows well. Taehyungs bleached hair is easy to spot, along with his blue eyes, bright from excitement. He's wearing all black, his blazer is covered in light catching sequins and the top few buttons of his own polka dot shirt are undone. Jimin on the other hand, with his purple, borderline grey hair is wearing a black and blue blazer and tight black jeans, the black shirt he has on under his blazer is dangerously low on his chest and he has a deep red chocker on as well.
"Having fun?" Yoongi asks just loud enough to be herd once the two come in hearing range. The two look over and Taehyungs and Yoongis eyes meet for a few intense seconds.
"Sure, but this is hardly a real party." Taehyung responds with a smirk that would send shivers down Yoongis spine of his eyes weren't already.
Yoongi knows he shouldn't ask, not with the mischief that the two in front of him can obviously get into. Jimin runs a hand through his hair, his sleeve making one of his earrings swing back and forth, the light catching on it.
"It's not a real party until we sacrifice a virgin." Taehyung says, smirk still on his lips as his eyes bore holes into Yoongi.
"And where are you going to find one of those?" Yoongi says with a slight tilt of the head.
"I'm sure there's bound to be one here." Jimin says as he scans the room for potential victims.
Taehyung takes a couple of meaningful steps towards Yoongi so he's looking slightly down on the other. "Shame we can't sacrifice you." He says lowly, almost in the black haired boys ear. "I'm sure you'd make a pretty sacrifice."
Yoongi finds himself smiling in amusement at the statement. "You know all too well that I don't fit your criteria." He replies. The two stare at each other for a long moment, the implication hangs heavily in the air.
"That I do." Taehyung says, his lips only centimeters from Yoongis own. "And I'd be more than willing to indulge in that fact again, Yoongi." His voice laced with unspoken promises.
"I may just hold you to that, Taehyung." Yoongi says before moving slightly away from the younger. "But for now you have a virgin to find." He smiles. Taehyung huffs in both amusement and disappointment before stepping back to where Jimin has his eyes locked on someone on the other side of the room.
"I will see you later then." The blond says before the two trouble makers disappear into the crowd.
A couple of minutes pass before Hoseok appears next to Yoongi with two drinks in hand. "Here." The smiling student says as he hands Yoongi the glowing drink. Hoseoks blazer has flowers all over it, he has a white silk shirt underneath that is buttoned to the top with a bow, and he has black pants on.
"Do I want to know what's in it?" Yoongi asks as he can see Taehyung and Jimin come back into view, they're talking to Yoongis roommate. Namjoon, who is dressed in all black, he's not wearing a blazer and the top three buttons of his shirt are missing rather than undone. Jimin his looking him over while Taehyung is asking him questions by the look of it. Yoongi knows that his roommate is done for if the two find out he's the sacrifice they need.
"Magic." Hoseok answers cryptically and Yoongi decides fuck it, he hasn't had any alcohol tonight, as he take a gulp of the yellow glowing liquid.
Somewhere along the line, probably due to Hoseoks insistence, Yoongi and his glowing drink end up dancing among the crowd of people. Most of which Yoongi doesn't know, like the tall pink haired guy in a beautifully patterned blazer dancing with Hoseok, who's own glowing drink is long gone.
Yoongi feels a hand on his waist and he spins around to find none other than Taehyung up against him. "Didn't think I'd see you on the dance floor." He says as he moves Yoongi and himself in time with the thumping beat.
"It's probably thanks to whatever's in this." The black haired magic user says as he takes a sip of his drink.
Taehyung raises and eyebrow at the drink before grabbing Yoongis hand and the cup to take a sip himself. "Ah yes," he says as he lets go of Yoongis hand and the cup, "one of Kookies fine concoctions." He says and Yoongi doesn't bother asking, because really he doesn't want to know.
"Where's Jimin and your sacrifice?" He finds himself asking instead as he can feel Taehyungs hands run hot under his blazer but over his thin shirt. He knows the feeling of those hands on bare skin and his body craves it.
"Disappeared. I lost them when someone's smoke charm blew out of control." Taehyung laughs. It's easy to see why he finds it funny, considering Taehyung is exceptionally great at everything involving magic.
"Maybe it's a good thing." Yoongi says as he feels his drink being taken from his hand, probably by Hoseok but he doesn't care. He then puts his arms on Taehyungs shoulders, bringing their faces closer.
"Definitely a good thing." Taehyung manages to whisper before his lips are on Yoongis.
Yoongi doesn't know how long it is before they separate but he's breathless and loves it. Taehyung is slowly leading him away from the dance floor and back to his wall which he's promptly pinned against. They kiss languidly for a short while before someone is tapping the younger on the shoulder and making them separate.
Jimin is standing there with the most satisfied grin in his face, his hair and make up are a mess and the buttons of his blazer are mismatched, his shirt now missing. Namjoon is standing behind him, cheeks red, his hair too is a mess, his belt is now missing and his shirt is more than crinkled. "Tae, I'm getting out of here to have a real party." He winks and Taehyung bursts out laughing.
"You're supposed to sacrifice the virgin, not fuck him." Taehyung says and Jimin merely shrugs.
"Some Sacrifices have to be made, others don't." The purple haired boy says before taking Namjoons hand and leading the slightly confused taller out of the apartment.
Taehyung turns back to Yoongi and the black haired boy smiles as he sees another smoke and firework charm be set off over the others shoulder. "Wanna get out of here too?" Taehyung suggests.
Yoongi pushes himself off the wall and takes Taehyungs hand in his. "Of course, and I happen to know for a fact that my place will be vacant tonight."