warning: themes of domestic violence

friday 10pm

"damn, I didn't realise I'd invited this many people" shouted wooyoung above the already pumping music. he was already on his fourth drink of the day. "when's y/n getting here?"

"I don't know, any time now" san replied, checking his phone for any sign.

a few seconds later, he saw y/n enter through the open door, pushing through the numerous bodies congregated in the hallway. mingi followed close behind, clutching a bottle of something.

she looked beautiful in that dress, san thought. it was short and tight, but she looked classy, as she always did. he realised he'd been staring at her the whole time she'd been making her way over, and hoped mingi didn't notice.

"hey guys!" she smiled as she reached the two males. "you guys know my boyfriend, mingi, right?"

"hey mingi" the two males chorused. san realised he was still staring, but was brought back to reality by wooyoung's loud voice.

"come on mingi, I'll show you where to put the alcohol" he yelled, ushering mingi towards the kitchen.

"he's drunk already, isn't he?" y/n laughed as san watched them disappear.

"what did you expect?" he chuckled. "he's probably gone to get his fifth drink of the night"

"you still not drinking?"

"I don't know, I might have a few I guess" he continued. "by the way, you look ama-"

"I'm back baby!" mingi chimed as he reached his arms around her body from behind, followed closely by wooyoung. san's eyes fell to the floor.

"let's go get a drink, babe. I wasn't sure what you wanted"

"okay babe... catch you later, guys" she said as she was pulled away towards the kitchen by her boyfriend.

"are you gonna stop giving him evil eyes at some point?" wooyoung spoke. san shook himself.

"what? what do you mean?"

"you wish you were the one pulling her away to the kitchen, don't you?"

"what?" he asked again, he hadn't known it was so obvious. "no"

"yeah, okay then. whatever you say" wooyoung smirked.

the kitchen, later on

the room was full of 20-something year olds either drunk or high but the atmosphere was lively and the music was good. y/n recognised a few customers from the cafe and people she'd seen on woo's social media. quite a few of them took the time to come over and say hi. this was fine when they were females, but when males came over, mingi gripped her waist extra tight, like always, and made sure he introduced himself as her boyfriend.

she'd noticed a few guys checking her out over the few hours they'd been there and decided it was a good idea to stay by mingi's side just in case. mingi was now on his third vodka and coke and was taking any opportunity to touch his girlfriend, admiring how good her body looked in her tight dress.

"let's go find san and wooyoung" y/n suggested after finishing her drink.

"I'd love to just take you upstairs and make out with you on the bed to be honest..." he whispered in her ear. "I'm tired of all these guys checking you out"

"but baby, we need to socialize - and don't worry about that, I'm not paying them any attention so you shouldn't either"

"I know but you're only mine to look at, y/n" he growled. he sighed, "okay, just one before we go find the others" he conceded as he pulled her in for a rough, drunken kiss. at that moment san had walked in to find y/n, but now decided against going up to her. instead he turned his back and bumped straight into a very drunk wooyoung.

"fuck, is he actually going to let go of her at some point tonight?" wooyoung slurred, a little too loudly.

"shhh!" san ordered.

"although, if she was my girlfriend I wouldn't be able to take my hands off her either" he continued.

"woo, stop talking about her like that. I wish she'd just leave him to talk to some other guys and come dance with us. I have nothing against mingi but I want her to have fun" san explained with a sigh.

"let's face it, you have everything against him" wooyoung pointed out. "why don't you tell her how you feel?"

"I can't do that, she's happy with mingi"

"well, you only live once. maybe she'd choose you"

"shut up woo. come on, let's go back"

midnight

"baby, could you maybe go find san and the others? I need to use the bathroom"

"yeah okay baby, don't be long" mingi replied as he walked off into the flashing lights to find san and wooyoung.

she took a deep breath. she'd barely had chance to talk to san or woo all night due to mingi being so damn possessive. she walked slowly up the stairs towards the bathroom taking as much time as possible. as she reached the top step she bumped into something solid and the smell of strong cologne immediately shrouded her.

"woah girl, you're gonna hurt yourself". it was wooyoung. he held on to her shoulders to steady himself as he spoke, "what are you doing on your own up here?"

"I just need to use the bathroom, I think I can manage that by myself" she replied, sounding more annoyed than she'd intended. wooyoung put his hand on her waist, probably too drunk to realise that this was crossing a boundary. he moved closer to her to whisper something, his lips almost caressing her ear, and then he spoke.

"you know, mingi isn't the only one with feelings for you" he whispered. y/n's eyes darted up to look at him. "what?" she asked.

"san" he answered "it's sa-"

"y/n?"

a voice came travelling up the stairs and wooyoung looked to see who it was before removing his hand from y/n's waist and pulling away from her. it was mingi.

"I'm coming" she yelled down the stairs, "wooyoung was just telling me..." she trailed off. she couldn't think on her feet. she glanced worriedly at wooyoung before walking back down the stairs towards mingi. before her foot reached the bottom step mingi turned on his heel and walked away. "fuck" wooyoung cursed under his breath.

mingi had pushed through the people in the hallway and out of the front door with y/n following desperately.

"baby, please wait"

he continued walking, picking up his pace as he got to the end of the drive. people were beginning to stare.

"baby, I can't walk that fast, please stop" she pleaded as they reached half way down the road away from wooyoung's house.

"mingi, please"

"WHAT?!" he spat, turning round swiftly to face her, tears now pricking in her eyes.

"mingi, let me expl-"

"what the fuck were you doing with wooyoung?! what was he saying to you?"

"nothing baby, it wasn't like that, please just drop it"

in a flash, mingi reached out and grabbed her roughly by the neck, pushing her back into a street lamp. he pushed her head even further back as he continued,

"don't fucking tell me to drop it, I knew something was going to happen. I knew you were going to do something"

tears fell down y/n's face as she struggled to breathe.

"I didn't do anything" she protested as she gasped for breath.

he harshly took his strong hand from around her neck and moved it to her waist and then down to the bottom of her dress. she cried quietly as he caressed "his property" in the middle of the street.

"you're a little slut, aren't you? we're going home and I'm going to show you who you fucking belong to"