When we arrive to his house the other members live with him anyways I take my shoes off I look around their place is really nice I like it! Johnny guides me to the kitchen.
Johnny- Would you like any wine or alcohol?
Y/n- Sure I liked some tequila!
I usually don't drink that much in a day but what's the harm hopefully I don't make a fool of my self.
He hands me a shot of tequila. As we're drinking, he pulls out the game Twister. I haven't played this game since I was 7 years old. I might not be as flexible as I was before.
As we were approaching the most challenging phase of the game, my footing gave way, and I stumbled, landing squarely on Johnny's lap. Our eyes met, and I couldn't help but notice a glint of desire in his gaze. The intensity of the moment was palpable, and I found myself lost in his piercing stare.
I reluctantly tore my gaze away from his piercing blue eyes and reached for the shot glass. The amber liquid burned as it slid down my throat, but I welcomed the warmth it brought to my body. We had both had too much to drink, and the thought of driving home was out of the question. He suggested that I stay in his room for the night, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest at the thought of being so close to him. With a nod, I agreed to his proposal and followed him to his room.
As soon as we entered his room, he hastily locked the door behind us. I could feel my heart racing as he pinned me down on the bed. I couldn't help but wonder why he was acting this way. Was it because we had a few drinks earlier? But that couldn't be it. I've seen Johnny drunk before, and he has never acted like this. The room was dimly lit, and the only sound that could be heard was our heavy breathing.
Y/n- Uhh Johnny what are you doing? You can move now!.
As I stand there, frozen in shock, he smirks at me and leans in to kiss my neck. I try to push him away, but his grip is too strong. He begins to rip off my clothes, and I can feel my heart racing with fear and disbelief. This is not the Johnny I know. I try to hold back my tears, but he doesn't seem to care. His hands roam over my body, touching me in places I never wanted him to. The room is silent except for the sound of our breathing and the rustling of fabric as he continues to undress me. I feel violated and helpless, wondering how I ended up in this situation.
9 hours later...
As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw Johnny lying next to me. Suddenly, tears started streaming down my face as I remembered what had happened the night before. I quickly got out of bed and ran out of his room, shutting the door behind me. As I stood there, feeling lost and alone, I noticed a door across from me. It was Yuta's room. I knew I needed someone to talk to, so I knocked on his door.
When Yuta opened the door, he saw me crying and immediately asked, "Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" I explained everything to him, and as I spoke, I could see his face turning red with anger. His fists were balled up, and I could tell he was ready to take action.
Without hesitation, Yuta told me to go into his room and shut the door. As I sat there, I could hear screaming coming from Johnny's room. I started crying again, feeling helpless and scared. But then, I heard a loud thud, and the screaming stopped. I couldn't help but peek out the door to see what was happening.
To my surprise, Yuta was beating the living daylights out of Johnny.
After all that happened the members started asking questions but yuta told them to go back to what they were doing.
Yuta- I'm sorry he did that y/n I promise I'll protect you from anything ok?.
I nodded in agreement and wrapped my arms around Yuta, feeling a sense of comfort in his embrace. We stood there for a few moments, taking in the peacefulness of the moment. Eventually, Yuta offered to take me home, and I gratefully accepted. As we drove, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that I had someone like Yuta in my life. Before I knew it, we had arrived at my house. I turned to Yuta and asked him not to mention our encounter to my mom, as I didn't want to stress her out before her upcoming birthday in just three days. Yuta nodded in understanding and bid me farewell. As I watched him drive away, I couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence.
