"Hello sexy, need some company?"

Hearing a voice from above, Jimin wonders if it was someone sent by God to cure his loneliness but just like every other same event, he knew exactly what the guy wanted after having such praising courage to approach him.

So with unbothered eyes, the orange-haired freshman tipsily glanced up to see the face of the man who will be hopefully knocking him up tonight.

But that was the worst decision because without a second to waste, his plump lips that linger with the taste of red wine agape from shock after recognising that it was the dude with a hot body from earlier on the dance floor.

"Why?" Jimin dumbly asked while trying to make himself look more enticing as he sits up straight and batted his long m lashes at the stranger who has already taken a seat next to him with a kind smile that was he knew was fake and so fake that even a blind person could see its ugliness.

"Just saw that you're alone so I was wondering if we could grab a drink or two-"

"Cut the bullshit." Jimin let out a breathy yet unstable giggle before looking at the taken aback male with eyes that no one knows what they really meant until they have fully get lost in those dark, starless yet glassful orbs.

"I wanna fuck you." The guy finally says with a desperate tone to his voice that yearns for some stress relief which he could use right now.

And if you may have already guessed, that was exactly what the younger male wanted- no...he must hear right now, to be wanted even if it's purely out of lust and nothing else that is as sacred as the 'L' word.

Without giving the stranger an immediate answer, Jimin grinningly hopped off the stool as if it was the end of his work break and seductively walk ahead while the stranger intensely watches from behind at the prettily dress male who tipsily made his way towards an open crowd.

Making sure to drop his hip at the right moment and purposely sway it side by sides with every step of the way to heaven, Jimin enjoyed the feeling of having a pair of eyes on him although he wishes there would be a hint of affection in them like the one he could sense from Suga even though he was helplessly blindfolded.

However before he could fully emerge with the busy crowd, he neatly lines up his sparkly heels and turned on his shoulders to wink at a certain man who was now getting up like a collared dog being called by its owner.

...

Body slamming against the cold tiles of the public restroom, Jimin feels an unfamiliar pair of lips making contact with his naked neck as he threw his head back and let his flaming orange hair rest on the cold walls which send shivers vibrating through his spines as the wetness of it seeps through his silk sparkly red shirt.

Desperately, Jimin runs his fingers through the stranger's natural hazelnut hair and leaned closer to his heated bare chest that wasn't covered by any fabric because of the unplanned event that occurred during their way here.

"Fuck me please." Jimin let out a light moan as he nuzzled his head into the stranger's nape before taking a deep breath in of the strong manly cologne which his one-night stand has put on for tonight.

The relief of being loved in the worst way possible made the freshman weakly shudders his wanted body against the person's strong chest with eyes that were barely fluttering open because of the alcohol in his system that managed to wear him out even more.

"Mhm hm." The stranger hummed understandably while still kissing Jimin's neck as he brought his filthy hands up to grab firmly onto Jimin's petit waist underneath his red thin fabric without any warning.

Once the freshman feels a pair of hands that weren't as bonish, slender or even calloused as the ones he felt on that Tuesday night, his breathing dramatically hitches as his mind runs back to the person he has been trying so hard to forget tonight.

But he is failing.

How could he stop thinking about the one and only person who asked for single permission to touch him? Permission to make him feel good and loved...How could Jimin ever stop thinking back about him?

Coming back to his senses, Jimin feels toddler-like sucks on his sweetly scented neck of vanilla and maybe even one or two lollipop licks against his precious honey skin.

As slow seconds passed, Jimin was becoming impatient at how 'soft' his cock was being so finally, the younger let out a heavy sigh before parting his wet lips to say whatever that will surely hurt the stranger's pride.

"Can't you go harder?" Irritated, Jimin retorted with a tone that was full of sarcasm.

In addition, he was so sure that the stranger could not even make a decent hickey appears on his neck like how Suga93 finely did and left him trying to cover all those up with a whole pallet of foundation in the next school morning.

"Don't you dare boss me around, be grateful you little slut." The buffed stranger grunted after detaching his crispy lips off Jimin's still naked neck while feeling himself growing angrier at how the slimmer male thinks he could just order him around with that attitude.

'Slut'

That word repeated inside Jimin's head and for the first time, he hated it and even started to dislike how the stranger's bare hands were running up his torso, filthy fingers that do the exact same things to others roaming around his body that should be cherished like how he does it.

Unlike nobody, Suga93 treated him with so much care. He has made the clueless freshman feels like he wasn't just a hot one night stand but a lover that needs all the love and attention in this entire world.

'Slut'. The way he says it was dominant and like no one else. Every syllable the man pronounced with that skilful yet dangerous tongue of his was sinful and the blindfolded Jimin could still remember it loud and clear.

But what is crazier than that was how he finds joy in it...he enjoys being downgraded by him, being touched by him, being kissed all over by him and lastly, being what might be as special as loved is by him.

But this? This is exactly what Jimin finds disgust in.

Vomitful pair of lips still kissing down his neck and unable to locate the sweet spot no matter how hard the inexperienced man tries only made Jimin wanted to escape from this restroom as he doesn't want that pair of lips near him ever again.

Moreover, those hands he soon acknowledged of snaking down to his harshly cup his clothed ass cheeks.

"Stop!" Jimin shrilly cries out as he pushes the unknown man away by his chest with all the strength he has before pulling down the silk fabric of the shirt he was wearing with eyes that shone disgust to where he was regretfully felt.

"What?" The man blurted out before chuckling loudly as he takes a step closer to the shorter male who was now standing tall on his own but most importantly, for himself.

"Are you telling me to stop? Kidding huh slut?"

"Don't call me a slut." Jimin sharply breathed out as he deadly glared at the stranger with his fists tightly clenching down on both sides of his luscious thighs. "I don't want sex with you, especially not with a soft dick!"

"You called me a soft dick?"

"I'm not here to repeat myself." Eyes rolling off his skull, Jimin argued back before turning on his heels towards the restroom exit but as he was ready to leave, he feels himself getting pinned harshly to the cold tiled walls once again.

"Where do think you're going? I am not done yet." The buff man tightly fists both of Jimin's wrists above his head as he rasps out with anger running through his popping veins.

"But I am-"

Before the orange-haired male could finish his sentence, the stranger forcefully took off Jimin's belt in a rush while being unbothered to even kiss or mark the male's skin anymore as all he cares for right now was to get that boner off his pants.

"Do you think you could just ask me to fuck you and back away like that?! Not so easy you sex doll. If you can take millions of dicks then mine should be just one more adding to your whoring collection."

"I don't want it!"

Jimin screamed from the top of his lungs and he could already feel hot tears building up inside his fearful eyes as he blurrily stares at the sight of a stranger in front who was stripping away his jeans and lastly, his boxers to set free one hard looking cock.

"Turn the fuck around now!"

"No...no this isn't happening." The shorter male repeatedly thought inside his panicking head while clenching his jaws tightly together as he refuses to obey.

Once the stranger sees how the stubborn Jimin did not move an inch after his order was given, he snarled in displease and hurriedly pulled down the younger's pants along with his red lace panties before grabbing a handful of those fluffy buttocks.

"Fucking finally, just wait until I break you apart."

Eyes latching alertingly at how quick the cold wind brushes past against his bare lowered region and how he was now able to feel a pair of dirt like hands separating his full round cheeks apart.

Gasping in shock, Jimin involuntarily flinched when the male soon slipped his undeserved fingers inside his hole where Suga's Godly fingers have been in before while wishing that none of this was happening to him or any others right now but who will save him here?

No one could save him...except himself.

Blinking his crystal-like tears away, Jimin bravely gazed up at the lust craving monster in front of him with pure disgust because of how inappropriately the stranger was trying to finger him without his consent and how the man dares to treat him with worthlessness.

"Don't touch me."

With those 3 stern words, Jimin strongly kicked into the stranger's undeserved balls with his pointy high heels, wanting that dangling thing between the dude's thighs to stay as far away from him as possible and also that index finger chopped off for good.

Fumbling to pull up his lace panties along with his fitted jeans, Jimin bit down on his bottom lips as he closed his eyes and refused to hear those painful sounds of the man who was now writhing on the cold floor, crying and screaming like an actual baby who got its sweet taken away from them.

"Fuck it." The freshman mumbles to himself as he wasted no time in adjusting his clothes back to where they belong before wiping away his dried out tears and finally headed out of the restroom, more like stumbling.

Forgetting everything that just happened because of how dreadful the reality of being close to getting raped was, colourful lights began blinding his eyes and all Jimin could make out of the scene in front of him was people dancing crazily and moving nonstop as if they have no limbs.

But suddenly, a familiar figure appeared before him with perfectly lined up teeth that could be seen by his large heart-shaped smile. "Hiya peepsies Jimin!"

"H-hi hyung." Jimin murmured while m trying to blink his eyes rapidly in an attempt of having a clearer vision of the smiling Hoseok with two drinks spotted in both of his hands.

"I brought you a drink! Drink up!"

"No-"

Declining the offer was exactly what Jimin was trying to do with both of his two gestured hands waving a clear answer of 'no' from left to right since he was unfortunately very tipsy and it would have been a stupid idea to drink more.

"Okie dokie! Here ya go." The smiling widely Hoseok cut in and passed a glass of blue liquid to Jimin's perplexed hand before hurrying back to a Unicorn mascot who has been dancing around all night with like a dream that is too good to be true.

"No wait-" Before Jimin could further reply after he has involuntarily accepted the drink, the elder has already scurried away and left him staring observingly at the blue liquid with two gently furrowed brows.

"It's just one more drink."

Once again, downed.

The alcohol freshening up his heated throat by its liquid sliding down in a rush and leaving Jimin breathing in and out as he soon blinked his hazy eyes open once again.

However, this time his vision wasn't as clear as before as the people in the distance has quickly became splattered dots of sparkly colours of the rainbow and the lights that shone from above only kept appearing and fading out of his view.

Hissing a little at the sudden pain he felt inside his drunken state of mind, Jimin lifted the tips of fingers up to reach out for his temple that soon felt a lot lighter than before. He was numbed to everything...

But most importantly,

He was drugged.

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Author's notes :

19/7/21: Blue liquid sounds so magical uwu. I just finished editing this in less than 30 minutes I-
4/4/22: I nearly forgot to update cuz it's Easter break TT

I'm so good at cutting my blood circulation

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