Chapter 31

Taehyung and Jungkook are making out in a corner while Taehyung acts drunk from his one beer, and one shot of vodka. Yoongi and Namjoon are partying in the crowd, drunk like everyone else. Seokjin brought a book and is reading in the bathroom, where there is most quiet. He occasionally goes out to check on everyone though. Jimin is sitting in some both, playing on his phone to distract himself. 

Hoseok was partying with Yoongi and Namjoon, but he decided to see what's up with Jimin. He sits down at the booth with a loud sigh, getting the youngers attention. "What are you up to?" "N-Nothing." "You're at a party you should have fun." "I d-don't really l-like parties." "I've noticed," Hoseok moves from the other side of the booth, over to where Jimin is sitting. 

Jimin moves away as much as he can, but his back hits the wall. He notices the brunette's face glowing with sweat. He's been drinking and dancing, but Hoseok isn't drunk. At least not yet. "Why are you so tense around me?" Hoseok decides to think for a bit. "You don't like me, do you?" Jimin doesn't say anything. 

"Is it because of all the drama I've set you and Yoongi through?" he sighs, taking a sip from his beer. He holds the beer in front of Jimin, asking if he wants to try it, but Jimin quickly shakes his head. "Y-Yoongi is my b-boyfriend now, so-" "Really? That took a while." Jimin frowns. "You're a cute one..." Hoseok's hand reaches out to touch Jimin's hair, but Jimin moves his head away. 

The brunette takes it down and gives him a small smile. "I know I can seem like a bitch, and I get why you would think that. But I'm not that bad..." Hoseok trials off and gets a cigarette out of his jacket pocket. He lights it up and begins to smoke and when he sees Jimin's face scrunch up from the horrible smell, he directly blows the smoke out of his mouth and onto to Jimin's face, laughing when he begins to cough. "Okay, maybe I am," he lightly chuckles. 

"I'll leave you alone now," Hoseok says. But before getting up he does one more thing. He leans his face really close to Jimin's. Then really close to Jimin's lips, staring at them. Jimin freezes, not knowing what to do. The brunette cracks a smile before getting away from Jimin again. "You thought," he laughs before walking off. Jimin sighs before going back to his phone. Such a weird guy.

"Oh my oh my oh my. Look who we have here." Jimin's eyes doesn't move. He doesn't look up. That voice. That voice is so familiar. Jimin mentally screams before slowly looking up. "And what are you doing here pretty boy?" Jackson sits down, next to Jimin, facing him. "I t-thought you moved to s-seoul." "After new years," he says, Jimin too afraid to nood. "Where's Yoongi?" "S-Somewhere in the crowd." Jackson nods. "You stutter less..." Jackson trials off. 

"You also became 10 times hotter since the last time I saw you," Jackson leans closer to the pink haired boy. He places a hand on Jimin's thigh, making him flinch. "Why so scared?" he mumbles, but Jimin hears it. Even though loud music is filling up the club. Jackson eyes Jimin's small frame up and down. He hates it. He feels so dirty with Jackson's eyes on him. He places his hand on Jimin's belt, pulling him closer to him. He puts a finger on Jimin's bottom up. 

It shows a lot of his chest already, but Jackson lightly brings it down to see even more. "P-Please Jackso-" He places a hand on Jimin's private part. Jimin squirms and tries to move away, but he's trapped. Jimin feels all the air around him dry out. Everything becomes 10 times hotter, and now Jimin is having a panic attack. 

And the fact that Jackson is moving his hand around, isn't helping. He unbuttons Jimin's pants and puts his hand under Jimin's boxers, feeling his warm skin. "Don't cry. Your body is enjoying it," he whispers in Jimin's ear, making him cry even more. Jimin breathes heavily and begins to blink his eyes rapidly as Jackson lightly jerks him off. "Aw, baby. You're getting me hard now," he laughs. 

Jimin feels so weak and useless, but he can't do anything. His body is frozen from fear. Yoongi oppaaa, please. The small boy cries in his mind, not able to move his mouth either. Jackson begins to kiss Jimin's neck, but that fastly stops when he's suddenly thrown to the floor. 

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? HUH? You son of a-" Hoseok cuts himself off, getting on top of Jackson. He throws punches on Jackson's face and Jimin begins to cry louder. Hoseok get's up and kicks Jackson's stomach, breaking his ribs. Jackson coughs blood out of his mouth. Jimin doesn't like Jackson, but he hates the sight of this anyways. 

He hates violence. "Hoseok! What the hell are you doing?" Seokjin pushes Hoseok away from Jackson. But Seokjin hasn't seen what happened or that it was Jackson he's beating up. Still, it's a good he got stopped, because Jackson would've probably died if he kept going. Namjoon soon comes out of nowhere as well, and tries to hold Hoseok back. 

The brunette looks down on Jackson with hatred, before grabbing Jimin's arm and forcing him out of the both. When he sees that Jimin can't move, he picks him up bridal style and walks out of the club and to the parking lot. He puts the crying boy down on the wet ground. "What the hell just happened? Why were you trying to kill that guy?!" 

"That guy was jackson," he says with venom in his mouth. Hoseok sits down, trying to comfort Jimin. "Jimin please just breathe and calm down," Hoseok pleads. "What did Jackson do?" "I couldn't see everything, but he was definitely sexually harassing the boy." Jimin keeps looking around, confused with his eyes blinking and blurry from his tears. "Jimin please-" "He's looking for Yoongi," Seokjin sighs. 

"But we're in the parking lot-" "Doesn't matter, he wants Yoongi. Namjoon, get him please." Namjoon nods and goes back into the club to find Yoongi. "Get the others as well!" Seokjin shouts. Jimin hiccups and he keeps crying. Hoseok puts the boy's head in his chest and brings his arms around him, trying to warm him up and calm him down at the same time. "Shh, Jiminie..." he plays with the boys hair, trying to distract him. 

Jimin's calms a bit down from that, but still he isn't going to calm fully down before Yoongi is here. The back door opens and Jungkook and Taehyung walks out with Yoongi stumbling around, trying to walk properly. "Oh shit, Jimin. Wha- hic! What happened?" he questions, replacing Hoseok. "Jackson happened?" "WHAT THE FU-" Jimin flinches and cries louder when Yoongi shouts so Seokjin hits his head. 

"What? Why would you- oh right. Jimiiiinnn-ah. It's okay, oppa's here." Yoongi hugs him tighter. After a while, Jimin's breathing calms down as he relaxes from Yoongi's warmth. "Y-You s-smell l-like w-whisky," Jimin stutters. "That's because Namjoon splashed it on my face when I flirted with Seokjin hyung." 

"Excuse me?" "I jushhst said he had a nice body and a handsome face!" Yoongi defends himself. "Well that's t-true," Jimin says. "I know," Seokjin comments. "I threw whiskey in your face because you slapped his butt afterwards!" Namjoon flicks Yoongi's head. "Can everyone ssthoop hitting me?"

 "Puppy, what happened?" Yoongi changes the subject. "I d-don't want to t-talk about it." "But Jimin, you have to," Jimin looks down at the ground and shakes his head like a little kid. Yoongi sighs. "Let's go home, and maybe we can talk about it later," Yoongi places his hands on the younger's hips making him flinch. "Jiminie, it's jussht me." 

"P-Please just don't t-touch me."

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Sorry Jiminiiieee