Purple || MYG

Party

Yuri drags me through countless stores hauling along her tons of shopping bags. I on the other hand had yet to buy anything. She giddily skipped along and over to the Victoria Secret store.
"I thought we were just getting 1 outfit and leaving? Why do you need underwear?" I crossed my arms feeling uncomfortable in the unfamiliar store.
"I plan on getting some from Jimin after the party, so I need to dress to impress. I sit down on one of the couches as she grabs armfuls of lingerie. I zone out as I watch couples and friends pass by the window all enjoying their own little world.
"Come on it's your turn lets go into that store! It seems more your style!" She points and drags me over to Hot Topic. I mean yeah, I guess but I still just want to skip this dumb party.
"No. I have to do it. For Mark!" I thought as I sifted through the clothing racks.
"Here try this on!" Yuri hands me a few items and shoves me into the small dressing room.

After a couple outfits and no's from Yuri, she finally handed me one that I liked. It was a black high waisted skirt with a lacy black spaghetti strap crop top. I spun around in front of the mirror and nodded in approval. I changed back into my clothes and went to grab a few more accessories and a loose tan cardigan to go with the outfit. We paid and headed home.

Tomorrow comes too fast for my liking, and I was desperately trying to get out of going to the party.
"I don't even need your brothers' number. I know he thinks I'm too young for him and sees me as a sister anyways."
"Alex, you're going." She states as she curls her bangs.
"Whyyy you're just gonna ditch me for Jimin anyways. You won't even notice if I'm there or not."
"This isn't about me. This about you finally going out and having fun and not being a hermit crab for one night. Who knows maybe you'll meet a guy you like!" She winks at me through the mirror as she sets down her straightener.
"Okay, your turn!" I frown as she tugs me along to get dressed. After putting on my whole outfit Yuri drags me back to the bathroom and sits me down on the toilet. She does an eye catching red and silver glitter cut crease. I added on a big wing and some big false lashes and to top it off a bold red lip.

We stood in the mirror and admired ourselves. I hate to admit it but despite me being out of my comfort zone I was hot.
"Well let's go show those boys who's boss!" I laughed as Yuri tugged me along to her car. We pulled up to the side of the road, I spotted an enormous house, no. An enormous mansion with tons of people spilling out of its doors and into the front yard. Loud music could be heard down the whole block, and I wondered what the neighbors thought about this.

We make our way to the doorstep and squeeze through the large crown of people and make our way to the kitchen where we spot the boys all standing around with red solo cups in their hands.
"Jiminie!" Yuri releases my hand and jumps into Jimin's arms as if she didn't just see him yesterday. I walk over and say hey to the guys and realize Yoongi is nowhere to be seen. Maybe I'll get a break from him tonight.
"Hey baby girl." NOT. I turn around and see Yoongi with a cup in his hands his eyes glazed over as he undresses me with his eyes.
"Damn you look good in black lace." He smirks and wraps his arm around my waist. I attempt to protest but he just squeezes me tighter. This boy.
    Yoongi walks over to the kitchen counter and whispers something in Namjoon's ear earning a wide grin from him.
"Alright kids grab a cup and a bottle of alcohol and follow me!" He yells over the music. I oblige and grab an empty cup and follow the group up the stairs and to an empty room. Namjoon ushers everyone inside and then locks the door behind him. The fuck?
"Who wants to play a game?" He says as he sits down on the floor.
"What game?" I ask as I sit between Yoongi and Yuri. He smirks.
"Truth or Dare." Lord strike me down now.
"I'll go first! Jimin, truth or dare?" Namjoon asks pouring vodka into everyone's cup.
"Truth!" Jimin sips his drink while Namjoon makes a face as if he's thinking hard.
"Is it true you like Yuri?" The younger blushes but not as hard as Yuri does. I giggle and sip on my drink.
"Yes." He says bluntly earning whistles and woo hoos from the group.
"Shut up. Yoongi, truth or dare!"
"Dare."
"I dare you to chug this whole bottle of whiskey!" He laughs thinking he's clever. The older rolls his eyes and begins to down the brown contents of the bottle.
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" The group sings out as Yoongi finishes off the whole bottle as if it were water. Drink a lot?
"Alex, truth or dare." I think for a moment. I'm not that good with alcohol. But I also don't need them knowing my secrets. Ugh I hate this game.
"Dare."
"I dare you to sit on my lap for the rest of the game." He smirks as my face goes 50 shades of red. I mumble and plop down hard onto his lap earning a groan from Yoongi.
"Easy baby girl, you're gonna want that fully functioning later." He whispers.
"Fuck off. Yuri, Truth or dare!"
"Dare, I ain't no pussy!" She laughs.
"I dare you to make out with Jimin right now."
"Oooooooh" Was all that could be heard from the rest of the group. She shoots me a glare and then quickly turns to Jimin and slams her lips into his. The kiss is sloppy for a few seconds before Yuri pulls away, a string of spit still connecting them before she wipes it away.
"Tae, truth or dare."
"Dare. I'm not a pussy either." He laughs.
"I dare you to kiss Alex!"
I turn wide eyed to Yuri as she giggles knowing I hate the way Tae flirts with me. I look over to Taehyung who's already made his way over to me with a smirk playing on his lips. Before I could protest, he grabs the back of my head and slams his lip into mine pulling me out of Yoongi's lap and into his. He tastes like alcohol and mint and before I knew what was happening, he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I'd be lying if I said I hated it. His lips were soft, and the kiss was rough but playful. I'm yanked back to reality after realizing what was happening and I pull away and stand up wiping my mouth. I look down to see Tae eyeing me and Yoongi shooting death glares at him.
"This game is lame I'm going to dance." I think of an excuse and rush out of the room and back down the stairs. I quickly pour myself a shot and down it. Two more. Three more. Till I start to forget the previous moments from upstairs. I see everyone heading back downstairs laughing except for Yoongi who looked pissed. As the alcohol starts to take control of my body, I make my way into the crowd of people dancing. I follow along getting lost in the music when a pair of hands makes their way to my hips. I turn around half expecting Yoongi or Taehyung but see a tall handsome man swaying with me. I smirk and turn back around and push against him so we're dancing together the alcohol taking full control over my mind and body.

    "You're pretty hot!" He yells over the music.
"I know!" I yell back.
    We dance until I feel his hands make their way up to my sides.
"Let's go get a drink!" I nod and follow him to the kitchen. I jump up on the counter and sip on a bottle of beer knowing that I need to take it easy for the rest of the night as the alcohol clouds my judgment.
"So, what's your name?" He asks as he stands in between my legs dangling off the counter.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He chuckles and sets down his drink. He moves forward to whisper in my ear while his hands make their way up my outer thighs.
"Why don't we go somewhere more private?" I laugh. "No thanks dude. I don't know you like that. I don't know where your dick has been."
"Oh, come on it'll be fun." His hands are now making their way up my skirt, and I push him away slightly.
"I'm good, I didn't come here for that." He laughs and continues traveling up my skirt his other hand making their way to the hem of my shirt. I push him harder this time.
"Dude I said no!" I raise my voice which obviously pisses him off. He grabs onto my backside as his other hand grips my hair immobilizing me.
"Stop!" I yell prepared to kick him as hard as I can.
"The lady asked you nicely." The man releases his grip on my hair but keeps his hand on my thigh squeezing it harshly. I look to my left to see a bored looking Yoongi eyeing the man's position.
"What are you? Her boyfriend? Go back to the party and mind your business." He scoffs and attempts to shove his hands farther into my clothing.
"I am. Now she asked you to back away." My eyes widen at Yoongi calling himself my boyfriend before the look is replaced with pain as the unknown man digs his blunt fingernails into my skin. I yelp as I feel blood trickle down my leg and that was all it took for Yoongi to launch himself towards the man.
"Yoongi stop!" I yell as I hop off the counter staggering from the rush of alcohol through my body. I attempt to pull Yoongi off before finally finding Jungkook near and dragging him over to help. The younger latches on to his hyung and lifts him with ease leaving me wondering how much time this boy spends at the gym. Yoongi huffs out grabbing my wrist and dragging me out of the house and down the sidewalk.

    "Let go you're hurting me!" I whine causing him to stop.
"I thought you could defend yourself?! What the fuck was that back there?!" I grip my hair in defeat as I attempt to sober myself though it didn't work. I stumble towards him push my finger into his chest.
"I'm sorry who's the one who insisted I go to your stupid party?!" I slur trying to keep my balance. Yoongi huffs in defeat realizing I'm of no use in my drunken state.
"Come on. We need to clean up your leg." He drags me back down the street towards the house. By now Namjoon had ushered almost everyone out of the large mansion leaving the aftermath for the 7 to clean up later.

Yoongi drags me towards the stairs and attempts to usher me up them. That is until I trip halfway up and giggle as all of the alcohol begins to attack my system.
"You're hopeless." He swiftly lifts up my limp body and carries me to a bedroom.
"Don't move." Yoongi looks at me sternly before disappearing into the connecting bathroom briefly before returning with what looks like a first aid kit.
"Yah!" I kick him back as he goes to lift the side of my skirt.
"Sit still Alex! I'm just trying to clean up the blood pabo!" He holds my wrists tight in one hand while he dabs a cotton ball on the marks. I wince at the burning sensation before it's replaced by cool air. I look down to see Yoongi blowing on it to dry the rubbing alcohol before putting band aids over the cuts. He looks up at me and I realize then that I was staring a little too hard at him.
"Like what you see princess?"
"Yes." I say bluntly, letting the alcohol control every one of my actions. The boy looks flustered for the first time, and I giggle realizing I had somewhat of an effect on him.
"What happened to that cocky attitude of yours from before? Don't tell me I make you nervous." I lean forward as he regains his composure.
"Baby girl, nobody makes me nervous. I'm Min Yoongi. I make others nervous." He scoffs and I smirk wanting to tease him more.
"Sooo you're telling me if I did this it wouldn't bother you?"
"What are you-" I cut him off by straddling his lap and grinding my hips against his lower half. "Alex stop." He growls gripping firmly onto my hips in an attempt to stop my movements.
"Aww what happened to baby girl?" Before I can tease farther, he roughly pushes me down onto the bed hovering over me locking my wrists in his grip above my head.
"Princess as much as I would looove to take you right now. You're drunk. Maybe another time when you're sober and understand what's going on." He kisses my cheek and throws a blanket on me and swiftly exits the room. I mumble an "asshole" before falling asleep.