Maybe I just wanna be yours | Minsung

Wanna be yours

⚠️TW: MENTIONS OF SA

Jisung stood as his locker, just closing it before feeling the door impact against his face. He winced in pain, turning around to see two guys with menacing looks etched into their faces.

"what the hell?" Jisung rubbed his aching head, feeling a push and his back hitting harshly on the row of lockers.

He found his back pressed against the locker, one of the angrier looking boys holding him down and the other stepping closer.

"you know it's a sin to be gay right?" one of them said as if it was a fact.

"how does that relate to me?" Jisung asked, hoping he could lie his way out of this.

"I was told about what you did at the party last night, you're vile" the boy spat.

"what did I do?" Jisung asked, beginning to panic and feel his heart rate increase a good amount.

"my friend that saw you through the door said you made advancements on some guys" now Jisung was confused, he couldn't remember forcing anyone to do anything.

"I didn't make advancements? everything was consentual-"

"shut up, as if I'm gonna believe you when my friend witnessed it herself" the guy holding him to the lockers held one of his wrists severely tightly and used to other one to slap across his face, making Jisung's face lurch to the side.
"forcing a guy to sit on your lap and grind on you when he's clearly straight just so you could get off isn't cool"

He managed to get out of the strong hold after a lot of effort, and booked it up the stairs, thinking he had lost them.

It was then that he was put in a chokehold against a wall, his breaths becoming shallower as he could hardly breathe.

"why are you trying to run?" he sighed, squeezing Jisung's neck tighter.

Jisung tried to scratch and claw at his hand to get him off, but to no avail.

"you probably just haven't met the right girl yet. I know a girl that'll surely rock your world" the other guy laughed, making the one holding him nod in agreement.

"she's got big tits and a nice ass, best fuck I've had in months" the guys spoke about this girl as if she was just an object, her worth only valued by her body.

"you're disgusting" Jisung muttered, feeling weak but still trying to break free.

"what did you just fucking say?! have you seen yourself? fucking disgusting f*gg*t" the other guy slapped him this time, hitting his eye causing much more pain than with the first hit.

Buckling over, Jisung groaned as he got kneed significantly hard in his stomach, falling to his knees on the floor but being picked up by a rough grasp on his hair.

He was barely standing, more like forcibly hovering above the ground and trying desperately to get away.

The guy let go of his hair, forcing Jisung to fall and sit against the wall. He kneeled down in front of him with his face way too close to his own.
"if you're so desperate for cock suck mine you fucking whore" he growled in his face, Jisung screwing his eyes shut and praying to every God ever that this was just a bad dream.

The man grabbed his face, forcing him to open his eyes and make eye contact with him.

"I don't want too" Jisung spoke barely above a whisper, his mind going blank.

He felt every level of resolve in his body slip away, and it was as if his mind was shutting down to save him the stress.

"you think you have a choice? pathetic" he laughed, standing up.