Take My Hand | KNJ ONE-SHOTS & IMAGINES

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Inspired by the song I put above! Please listen to it while you read ❤️ I hope you guys enjoy this quick little addition!

Your field of vision tilts and spins as you dance to the music. You can feel all the alcohol coursing through your system. You throw your hands up and roll your body to the beat. You've been dying to party, and now the time has finally come.

"Here, love." A deep voice hits your ears and you turn to find your date standing behind you with a fresh drink.

"Mmm! Thank you, babe!" You take the cup he offers you, leaning in to kiss his cheek before you take a healthy chug from the cup.

Your date grins and cheers as you drink, gripping your waist and pulling your body flush against his. He buries his face in your neck, kissing and sucking at the skin. You feel a smile cross your face as a feeling of warmth floods through your body. Your date pulls away from you as you stumble into him. "You all good, beautiful?"

"I..." You shake your head. "I think I drank too much."

"Oh." Your date's brow furrows in concern as he looks into your face. "Are you feeling alright? We can go upstairs, if you want. There's bound to be a spare room around here somewhere."

"Yeah," you murmur, reaching down for his hand. "I'll feel better once I lie down."

"Okay." He leads you upstairs, putting an arm around your shoulders and holding you securely against his side. "I'll help you feel better."
Once you're in an empty room, you sink down onto the bed with a moan. You feel like you're floating. Your date slides into bed next to you, leaning up on one elbow to nuzzle against your neck. "You're so gorgeous. I've been dying to get you alone since I picked you up." He rolls over so he's on top of you, bracing his hands above your head. "This'll hurt for a bit, but bear with it." He pushes your skirt up, ripping your panties off.

"Hey...what're you—" You try to sit up, but he shifts his weight, pinning you back against the mattress. "No, I..."

"Shhh..." His voice sounds so distorted even as he leans in to kiss your lips. "You won't remember any of this, so it's okay. Just let it happen."

"No...! Please, don't..." You feel tears slip down your cheeks as you try to get his weight off you. He moans as he starts to move against you. You cry out in pain. "Someone..." You strain to hear the noise of the party downstairs. Everything sounds so far away.

"Shhh..." Your date puts his hand over your mouth, silencing you.

Suddenly, you hear the music from downstairs get louder as the door to the room opens. "Hey!" Your date's voice takes on an annoyed tone as his weight shifts, giving you a little room to move. "What the fuck, bro?"

You hear a low, muffled voice respond, but you're unable to make out what they said.

You let out a high moan, sobbing as you reach up to hit at your date's shoulders. Help me, please!!

You hear that low mumble again.

"I'll let you hit it after I'm done, okay? Just get the fuck out. ...She's so out of it that she won't remember anything." Your date rolls over, bracing his arms on either side of your head again. "Right, baby?"

"You sick fuck!" Another voice hits your ears. You notice another man in the room. He hurries over to the bed. "What the fuck are you doing to her?!" You moan again, pushing against your date, trying to claw at his face.

Suddenly, your date is thrown off of you. He lands on the floor with a loud crash. You hear the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as your date roars. "What the fuck?! She's my date! We were just having some fun!"