The Day | JJP ✓

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Once he opened the door, he realized that there was no going back at this point.

Jinyoung walked to Jackson's house, just ready to drink the night away.

When he arrived at the familar house, he was greeted by the sound of music and people communicating as he walked in.

Various colored lights were dancing on the walls, causing the room to feel like a hallucination in itself.

People walked around with red solo cups in their hands, and some were shoving their tongues down each other's throats, evident that they were already drunk.

Jinyoung stopped in his tracks and looked around at all of the people.

They were smiling and laughing, going on with their lives, not knowing a single thing about the person they were standing next to.

Not knowing how the other person felt or cared, just living in the moment.

Not knowing that Jinyoung just got his heart shattered.

And as much as he'd like to deny it, that was the reality of things... and he couldn't change it.

The damage had been done.

Now, standing in the middle of this room, he had an epiphany.

Jinyoung can't reverse tonight's events and he can't turn back the clock.

The only thing he could do to bear the pain was to try to forget.

Even if it was temporary.

And soon enough, he was downing shots, one after the next.

Not thinking of the past.

Not thinking of Jaebum.

Not thinking of the consequences.

"I guess the party animal is back!" He heard someone shout over the loud music behind him.

Jinyoung turned around to see Mark and Jackson, the same as everyone else.

A smile on their faces and a solo cup in their hand, oblivious as to why Jinyoung was there downing shots.

Jinyoung just faked a smile and ran to the part of the room where everyone was dancing.

He was surrounded by sweaty bodies grinding and rubbing on each other ruthlessly.

At this point, he was really drunk.

All he wanted at the moment was to dance on all of the tables.

Mark and Jackson joined him on the dance floor, laughing at how crazy Jinyoung was.

Then they left, probably to make out or something.

Jinyoung didn't care, he was in his own world.

As he continued dancing furiously, he felt a body against his, grabbing onto him to pull them closer.

Jinyoung obviously wasn't in his right mind as he turned to see the man. He was cute, but then again Jinyoung's vision was blurry.

They started grinding against each other aggressively.

Jinyoung didn't care about what was really going on as the guy pulled him to a dark hallway and ran his hands down Jinyoung's sides.

He didn't care that he was whispering sweet nothings in his ear while doing so.

He didn't care that he was being groped and touched without his consent.