Hold Me Tight || Vmin

Chapter 1

JIMIN POV

Sweat dripped down my forehead, making its way down my face as I sprinted up the street, my feet pounding on the cold hard ground.

I need to get home quick, or something bad might happen. My home was now in sight, just across the empty road in front of me. I ran across it without looking or even checking for any cars, and I threw open the front door as soon as I reached it.

I started becoming dizzy, and my vision blurred slightly as the familiar smell of cigarettes and alchohol filled my nostrils. My body felt weak, but I had to get there. I dragged myself up the stairs and into my room.

Thank god he wasn't here. This would've been a nightmare if he was. I locked the door behind me and rushed over to my dresser. I opened the drawers looking for a small red-lidded box. Where is it?! I rummaged through all of my junk, and finally I spotted the small opaque box.

I twisted open the lid and put two fingers inside, expecting to feel those small round pills, but the box was empty. Shit. My vision got put of focus, and my head hurt so much. My body was getting weaker and weaker, and I collapsed on the floor, my legs no longer able to handle my weight. The pill box rolled out of my hands, and everything went black.

............

My surroundings came into focus, and I realised I was lying down on the floor of his room. "Ugh his style is terrible" I muttered to myself as I stood up and inspected his room. A small bed was squashed against the wall, and there was a dresser in front of it. The drawer was fully open, random items spilling out of it.

I spotted a small pill box on the floor near me, and I realised that he probably was trying to prevent me from appearing by taking the medicine.

Nice try.

The front door banged shut. His father must be home now. I unlocked the room door and climbed down the stairs, to see him flopped on the couch with a couple of bottles in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth.

"What you doing out of your room?" He sneered at me. I smirked, thinking what he probably was going to do next, and I was right. He got up from the sofa and trudged towards me.

"How dare you smirk at me" he shouts and swings his fist towards my face. I grabbed his fist just before it connected with my jaw. "You think you can play with me huh?" I leaned forward and whispered in his ear.

Before he could react, I thrusted my knee in his stomach, and he doubled over. "Bye" I laughed and I left him on the floor amidst empty bottles and burnt out cigarettes. He started swearing at me, but I ignored it and left the house, relieved that I was finally free from that stupid boy.

TAEHYUNG POV

"See ya!" I waved goodbye to my closest friend, Hoseok. He gave me a big smile and shut the door as I turned around and started walking down the familiar street. It was pretty cold. I wished I brought a coat with me as chills ran up my spine.

The street was empty and also very dark. I didn't realise how late it had gotten until Hoseok reminded me of the time. I walked round the corner of the street and there was a tall lamp post the lit up the area slightly. 

 Suddenly I was grabbed from behind and shoved into a dark alleyway that I didn't even notice earlier. I fell down on the floor roughly and a figure stood in front of me. I stood up quickly and I noticed that this person was pretty short. He started advancing towards me, forcing me up against the wall.

What the fuck.

"Hello there hottie" he said putting his hands on my wrists and pushing them against the wall above my hand. I was speechless, but I tried to struggle out of his grip despite still being in shock. But I failed to release myself and I was now pinned by his hands. I couldn't help notice how soft they were. His face leaned in closer, and I got a better view of what he looked like. He had bright red hair, slightly hidden by his hoodie, and he had small dark eyes, pink lips, and slightly chubby cheeks. I immediately thought that he was actually pretty cute.

But when he forced his lips against mine, those thoughts flew out of my head. His tongue poked my bottom lip, asking for entry which I denied. No. So he bit down hard on it and I yelped in pain, blood leaking from my lip. He took that moment to force his tongue inside my mouth. I groaned and tried to push him off me, but his grip on me was too strong. His cold but soft hands started sliding up my shirt, caressing my stomach.

Stop, please!

It was hopeless.

I was about to give up, when he suddenly stopped moving. He pulled back from me and started breathing heavily. His hands started trembling and he fell down on his knees, droplets of sweat forming on his forehead.

I didn't know what to do. I should have just run away from him, but he looked helpless, and for some absolutely crazy reason, I wanted to help him. His body became still, and I was just there staring at him, still in shock of what just happened.