Hyunjin managed to slip away from the party, Seungmin in tow, without attracting much attention. The question was, how was he going to get the boy back to his apartment?
Hyunjin silently cursed the friends who brought the bastard and were nowhere to be found now. He adjusted his hold on Seungmin, who was muttering unhappily against his back.
As soon as Hyunjin had gotten away from the party and revelry, he had quickly realized that carrying Seungmin over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes was going to kill him.
So, hissing frustratedly, he wrestled with a belligerent Seungmin for what seemed like a lifetime before he finally had him riding piggy back. Hyunjin let out a half groan half sigh, and trudged on down the sidewalk.
I should have just left him at the party, someone would have found him eventually.
But he didn't. And now he was tipsy, walking around Seoul at one in the morning with fucking Seungmin on his back. The one person he went out of his way to avoid.
I can't believe that asshole tried to drug him though, that's so fucked up, he thought. Even if he wanted nothing more than to see Seungmin get the smugness beaten out of him, he couldn't allow what was going to happen to the boy happen. No one should ever have too experience that.
But why was he even at a party like that to begin with? Seungmin didn't seem like the type of person who would... do, that.
Not like me. He just doesn't have that vibe.
But Hyunjin didn't know Seungmin, not really, not enough to say what type of person he was.
Hyunjin nearly melted with gratefulness when a cab drove towards them, he stuck an arm out to hale it, almost losing his balance for the thousandth time.
He swayed. Seungmin's legs tightened around his waist.
The cab pulled over and Hyunjin opened the door and deposited Seungmin into the backseat, who cracked open his eyes to give him a druggy smile. Hyunjin climbed in after him and nodded to the driver, he opened his mouth only to realized he didn't know what to tell the man.
What was the name of Seungmin's apartment complex again?
His mind was blanking, and Seungmin's head slumping onto his shoulder was not helping. The man looked at him expectantly. Hyunjin cleared his throat,
"Um, just take us to the college district,"
The driver nodded started to drive.
Hyunjin swallowed, his throat felt dry and Seungmin's hot breath on his neck made his skin tingle.
He knew about the kinds of drugs that creeps used, he didn't know which kind had been used on Seungmin, but it didn't really matter.
Most of those drugs were pretty much the same anyway. He just needed lots of water and a nights sleep, he would be fine. Probably. Hyunjin poked Seungmin's shoulder lightly,
"Hey adorable, what's the name of your apartment complex?"
Seungmin chuckled airily against his neck,
"I am adorable."
Hyunjin rolled his eyes, poking harder,
"Whats the name Kim," he growled.
"JYP Apartments you fucker," Seungmin said more clearly in a familiar indignant tone. Hyunjin took a deep breath, so as to not commit murder in a cab with an innocent driver man.
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Fanfiction"What are you doing," Seungmin demanded breathily. Hyunjin thought that was a very good question. He must have been losing his mind, but he smiled as he pulled a keychain out of Seungmin's pocket and dangled it in front of his face, "What do you...
