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.Trigger warning.
Attempted rape ahead

His face instantly switches from that of surprise to disgust. "Ugh-- I thought you'd decided not to come" He groans out then turns away to places the bottle of whiskey he held in his hand back away on it's shelf.

"I told you I'd see you tonight. I never go back on my word" He retorts as he makes himself comfortable on the high stool. He then leans on the counter and stares at Yunho like he was an art piece in a museum.

"Well you're here... What do you want?" Yunho stares back daringly.

"Just to talk. Hang out" He leans forward on his hand. A little bit of his bangs were peeking from his cap and making his eyes appear even darker and almost mesmerizing, Yunho thought. His blonde hair appeared a light blue due to the colored light illuminated all over the room.

"I'm working so can't talk" He replies and breaks their prolonged intense staring.

"Working? There's barely anyone here tonight" Wooyoung replies with a short laugh.

Yunho glances around them and noticed that he was right. Since it was a weekday it wasn't as packed as it would be on weekends. There were still a hand full of people drinking at their tables and talking loudly, a few even making out in some corners but regardless, the place wasn't all that interesting.

He looks back at Wooyoung and felt his insides churn when all the blonde did was stare smugly at him with his eyes glazed over. He wanted to take a fork and pull those damn eyes out but San's words kept playing in his head.

He releases a breathe and closes his eyes briefly as if trying to recollect himself. "What do you wanna drink?" He asks as he takes out a glass.

"Mmm tequila. I wanna do shots, feel free to join me"

Yunho couldn't help but roll his eyes and return the glass cup then he brings out shot glasses. "I can't drink, idiot. I'm working" He pours the drink into the small cups.

"Pshh screw that" Wooyoung scoffs in response then throws back one shot. He groans as the liquid burned his throat a little as it went down.

Another 30 minutes pass and it consisted of them talking. Wooyoung of course trying to know more about the taller and Yunho dodging his questions. Even though Wooyoung completely revolts him Yunho admitted to himself that the blonde wasn't all that bad. Yes he loved flirting alot but he was kind of... interesting in a weird way. He had San to thank for begging him to be more open minded towards the other.

He was getting ready to leave since his shift was over and Wooyoung had offered to drop him off at home. At first he refused but finally caved in when the shorter started flashing his 'puppy dog eyes'.

"I'm gonna use the washroom. Give me a second" He notes to Wooyoung who nods.

At the washroom he notices a man, who looked to be in his late 40s maybe, drinking straight out of a bottle. He looks at Yunho with red eyes as the brunette hesitantly made his way to the urinal. He felt the man staring at his back as he urinated and god did it make him feel uncomfortable.

When you work at a club you pretty much get used to strange stares but this one was different. It was one of intoxication and... lust maybe?

Yunho quickly zipped his pants back up and quickly made for the door not bothering to wash his hands. He just needed to get out of there. The man suddenly stands up and blocks his path, a small smile on his lips. "Where are you going pretty?" The man asks as he takes Yunho's wrist in a strong hold. His breathe reeked of alcohol it made his nostrils burn.

He tries stumbling back and pulling his wrist away but his hold was unnaturally tight. The man was about the same height as he was except he was much more muscular. This fact intimidated Yunho. He was so used to using his height as an advantage in situations like these so at the moment he felt helpless.

"L-let go" He stutters out and tries pushing him but he doesn't move much. This weak attempt causes the man to smile amusingly. He drags the brunette to the nearest wall and turns him around, pinning him on his stomach. His cheek was squished to the wall and he felt himself begin to hyperventilate. He begins struggling under the grip of the man but he just held him there still and steady.

"Stop struggling, you'll only make it harder" He whispers huskily into his ear then bit his earlobe and growls a bit. Yunho was beyond disgusted. The way the man had his hands roaming all over his body caused his blood to boil.

"S-stop touching me" He yells out in an attempt to sound intimidating but his voice cracks a little and the man laughs at him.

"You're so cute I swear. I can't wait to fuck that pretty mouth of yours" He begins undoing his own pants and Yunho felt his eyes sting with tears.

"P-please s-stop" He wheezed out when the man slips his hands into Yunho's pants and wraps his hand around his member. "Help! Someone helmff--" He sentence was cut short when a large hand covers his mouth and muffles his screams.

"Shh" He whispers and prepared to slip Yunho's pants down. Just then the door bursts open to reveal a confused looking Wooyoung. His face soon switches from confusion to anger when he sees scene in front of him. Yunho had tears streaming down his face and his cheeks were red.

The man flinches a little when he sees that someone had bursted in but relaxes when he sees that it wasn't anyone he should be afraid of. "Get lost kid, we're busy"  He grunts out and turns back to Yunho.

"Let him go" Wooyoung orders, his voice was oddly calm but terrifyingly dark.

He laughs in response and glances at Wooyoung. "Unless you wanna join then feel free to stay otherwise I'd leave if I were you"

Wooyoung quickly picks up the empty bottle the man had abandoned earlier on the floor and smashes it against the counter, breaking it. It's shards fell on the floor, a few slicing at his skin but he didn't even flinch.

"What the fuck" He yells out and pulls away from Yunho allowing him to fall on the floor, weak and defeated. His eyes were wide as he watched the scene in front of him. His tears still fresh and wet on his cheeks.

Wooyoung points the sharp end at the man and he flinches back, putting both his hands up in surrender. "Give me one good reason not to end your pathetic life right now?" The blonde says angrily. He had a strange look on that kind of scared Yunho.

"Hey hey, calm down dude. I let him go ok? It was just a joke"

"A joke?" Wooyoung laughs shortly. "You think rape is a joke? You really are a piece of shit" He moves foward with the broken bottle still pointing at the scared looking man.

"Wooyoung stop. I'm ok, I'm fine" Yunho warns as he wipes his cheeks and pulls himself up. "Put it down" He says cautiously and Wooyoung looks at him, his face softens when he sees Yunho look back at him with a worried expression.

He drops his hand and Yunho gently walks over to him then carefully takes the broken bottle from his hand. "I'm ok" He whispers again.

"You need to get out of here and never come back or else I call the cops" Yunho mutters not glancing back the man who still stood in shock at the fact that someone just threatened him.

He quickly shuffles out of the dead silent washroom save for the crunching of glass underneath his shoes as he walked past them. Wooyoung glares at him as he walked past.

Once the door was shut Wooyoung turned his attention back on the taller. "Are you hurt anywhere?" He asks with a concerned voice while taking Yunho's hands in his and inspecting him all over.

Yunho was busy doing his own inspection. "Wooyoung-- you're bleeding" He says calmly and Wooyoung looks at his own hand saw that he did in fact have a few nicks and cuts that were bleeding a little.

"It's fine. Don't worry about me. That bastard should've gotten what he deserves for touching you. I mean look at your wrists" He gently takes Yunho's thin wrists and looked at the furious red that stared back at him. He was sure it was gonna bruise by tomorrow.

Yunho just felt numb at the whole situation. He just wanted to go home and forget the evening even happened. Wooyoung looks up into his eyes and as if he read his mind he smiles gently and says, "Let's get you home" His eyes weren't filled with mockery and humor liked they usually were, they were more... caring and Yunho didn't know what to think.

He nods solemnly and places the glass bottle on the counter then Wooyoung leads him out of the building. The car ride to his house was quiet, the only time Yunho said anything was to give directions such as turn left or turn right but other than that it was tense.

His mind kept drifting back to how Wooyoung was ready to possibly do something he'd regret just to save him. It was strange. They barely even knew each other.

Wooyoung drives up to his house and turns to Yunho who looks back at him expecting him to say something first. "Put some ice on it, you'll be fine" He finally speaks up directing his comment at Yunho's wrists.

Yunho only blinks and turns to leave the car. He steps out and shuts the door not bothering to thank him or give a second glance.

The blonde watched at Yunho walked up to his door and into his house before he lets out a loud sigh then leans his head back on the head rest. He felt a small sting on his palm and he winces then looks down, and even though it was dark he could still tell that there were pieces of glass stuck in his palm.

As long as he's ok, it's all worth it.

When Yunho somehow found his way into his apartment and down the hall into his room, he flops on his bed with a long sigh. "I'm so pathetic..." He whispers to himself.

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