Another Bad Blind Date [SPINOFF]

Chapter 31: Let's Get You Home Safe

Yoongi's face burned. Feeling his own eyes shutting on him, he felt the throbbing in most of his body as he flipped over, staring over at the dark ceiling of the party. All he could think about was Iris, he kept wanted to get up, to move and fight back and find the man he thought of as Gri again, however, he simply lay on the floor, paint splattered around him.

He was glowing.

Eyes imagining shapes onto the walls, he couldn't view the numerous people still around and dancing. He wanted to get up, he had to get up. His eyes searched the ends of everyone's shirts, trying to find little lights from his team.

My team.

His jaw clenched, mouth growing dry, head spinning as he glanced down at numerous shoes walking by. No one cared to help him up or acknowledge him. He liked being invisible in that moment. Although he was in complete danger lying vulnerable, he also felt incredibly safe at the same time...

Nothing could knock you down more once finally hitting the ground right?

He knew he had been impulsive. He hadn't tried to move on from this with Iris. She wanted him to move on with her and he didn't, he dwelled. He dwelled and dwelled, and now look where he was. Lost and in his own thought, broken and bruised. Sighing internally, he lay on the cold stone ground lazily, eyes out for a familiar light.

He couldn't see them, but he knew his team were alright. He knew they were safe.

Blinking over towards the painted walls, his brows furrowed slightly when spotting the light. He found it dangling from a shirt and he smiled through the pain. Blinking, he allowed his neck to arch up painfully for a better view.

It was Jimin.

Smiling, Yoongi tried to call for him, his voice cracking and raspy when looking over at the boy who stumbled towards an entirely different form.

It took a while for Yoongi to focus his vision on the woman's exterior. His smile simply grew when spotting the woman they had came into the underground for in the first place. "Kylie?" he managed to cough out, propping onto his elbow as he found inner strength to prop his aching body up.

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Jimin's little eyes were saucers when he glanced away from the individual's he was talking to and over at the woman he and his friends were in search for. Stumbling a bit when rushing towards her form that moved towards the exit of the place, he stopped her, grabbing onto the side of her arm and tugging her back.

"Kyli-"

He moaned in slight pain when the woman twisted his hand behind his back in a quick movement, her foot kicking the back of his knee causing him to land on the ground. She was in control of the sudden ambush immediately.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" she spat, eyes angry as she glanced at the back of the man's head.

Jimin's saucer-like eyes grew. "Woah, it's Jimin," he chimed cutely, like a scared puppy wanting to go back to it's owner. He kept glancing over at the friends he had managed to made through the duration of the party and sighed when noticing that their drunk forms weren't helping.

"Idol boy?" she asked shocked, moving the blade she was about to pull out of her boot back into place. She helped him up, noticing his swaying, she sighed. He's drank that shit too.

Completely sober and with her belongings, Kylie moved into her bag for the shot of mixed caffeinated adrenaline that had brought her back into soberness in less than 20 minutes. Pulling out a syringe, she pushed Jimin towards a wall, his jaw seemed to clench at her man-handling him.