{ i love cheap thrills }
Well, isn’t this great.
He stares at the girl drunkenly do her things, eyebrows furrowed in disbelief when she gets closer to him (closer is an understatement, she is literally all over his personal space now) and he doesn’t quite understand what the fuck she is talking about until she mentions the name “Tubbs”. Now she is making some sense.
“That Tubbs bitch just ate all my grade a deluxe tuna bitz,” Taehyun’s speech is slurred, and he stares at her just enough to check who she is. He’s seen her at school quite a bit, they’re from the same year, but he’s never really talked to her. What’s her name again? “If he eats everything again, I swear to fucking god this will be the first time in my life I will hate a fucking cat.”
Taehyun takes a huge sip of his beer, places it aside again, unlit cigarette still pending between his lips. He notices the girl ain’t going anywhere, so he sighs, staring at her with the corner of his eyes before giving in. Some company wouldn’t be that bad, really. “The only place with service is here, so,” he says, shifting himself so he has at least a tiny bit of personal space, “and their wifi password is sasukelovesakura, don’t ask me,” he raises his hand on a stop sign, “I don’t know what the fuck that means.”
tubbs is not a bitch. there’s anger that boils up in her stomach when she hears the other refer to her precious cat in that manner, but a deep breath extinguishes the fire that she almost breathes out. wheein wants to make friends, not enemies. “you absolutely cannot do that,” she declares, hand raised up with her eyes widening, “cats are innocent little creatures who just want love and affection, not your hate!” she doesn’t really realize that she’s not making much sense - the alcohol is to blame.
“you mean you’ve never watched naruto...?” she stares at him a little longer than she intends to, shaking her head in disbelief when she looks away. who hasn’t heard of naruto? what kind of sheltered life does he live... now that she’s gotten a better look at him, she realizes that she’s not 100% sure what his name is. tae...tae...taehyuk? no that wasn’t it.
but her mind’s too preoccupied to continue trying to figure out who he is, her fingers making short work of the password and giggling underneath her breath once she’s able to connect to the wifi. “fuck!” there’s a disappointed sigh that leaves her lips once the home page was done loading. “i missed peaches...again!” wheein turns in his direction with her bottom lip jutted out in a small pout. “please tell me you don’t have peaches, because i don’t know if we can be friends.”
