GTFO

Chap 19: Drinks

"What's an innocent pretty boy like you doing here?"

Taeyong whipped his head back to see a tall guy, smiling wide with his dimples showing. They were standing on the dance floor, amongst the crowd of people, in which he knew none of them.

"Who are you?"

The boy grinned as he stepped closer.
Leaning into his ear he whispered, "You don't need to know my name to remember me." Flashing his smile once again, he walked to the bar counter and took a seat, facing Taeyong's direction.
What does that even mean?

This had been Taeyong's first time at a club for he was a reputable teacher and drinking was not his forte. His only reason for being there was that his friend forced him to come in the name of their friendship. He had no choice but to accept as he was someone who values friendship more than his life.
Ten, you fucking bastard, where did you disappear?

He felt out of place and uncomfortable around these wasted people. Girls were throwing themselves at him and guys were trying to feel him down. Excusing himself from the crowd, he went to sit at a nearby booth. The smell of alcohol was too strong for his liking and was already making him feel overwhelmed.

He could still feel the burning stares from the guy, who was no longer visible from his view.
Should I try alcohol?
I mean, Ten loves alcohol, so it must be good, right?

Getting up, he went to a bar opposite the one the guy was sitting at to avoid him.

"Hi, what would you like today?"

"Uh.." He played with his hands while looking all the options for the drinks he could be trying. "I'm not sure, it's my first time drinking, so maybe something light?"

"Alright." The bartender smirked before he started making him his drink.

Taeyong looked around to see if he would be able to notice his friend's dumb and drunk face in the crowd, only to meet the eyes of another stranger who sat beside him at the bar.

"Hello." The man, who seemed to be in his late thirties, greeted as his eyes locked onto Taeyong's. Averting his gaze, Taeyong squeaked out a "Hi" before he turned back to the front. All these strangers were starting to scare him and he wanted to go back home.

"Here's your drink." The bartender handed him a dark pink drink with ice bobbing up and down in it.

He eyed it suspiciously before accepting it.

"What are you drinking?"

"I'm not sure, but it's not strong, hopefully."

"Awe, come on, this is a bar, order something more satisfying to the taste." The guy spoke, leaning forward and placing his hand on Taeyong's thigh.

"Uh.. no, it's oka-"

"Here, it'll be my treat." He motioned for the bartender to come back and whispered something into his ear. Taeyong was slowly sipping on his drink, trying to comprehend all the tastes on his tongue.

Thankfully, the drink was quite pleasant to his taste and he felt himself actually enjoying it.
I've been missing out on so much, damn.

"Here's your other drink, sir." The same bartender handed him another drink. This drink had a deep blue color to it and it looked really expensive.

"Um, no, that's not mine.." He started, only to be interrupted by the man sitting beside him.

"It's a gift from me." He winked at him as he moved closer to Taeyong.

"Thanks.." He didn't know how to respond or reject this man, he was too persistent.

Bringing the glass near his lips, he smelt it and instantly regretted it.
It smells so weird.

He shut his eyes tightly as he downed the drink in one go.
This one tasted so bad but he couldn't waste it, it would be like wasting that man's money.

"How is it?" He felt the man's hand on his back, but his eyes felt droopy and his head was spinning.

"N-not that good, honestly." He spoke while hiccupping.

"Oh no. It's not good? Here, you should wash away the taste with some water. The guy handed him a glass with a clear liquid.

"T-thanks." He felt it was harder for him to speak as his senses were all hazy. He downed the 'water' handed to him and scrunched his face in disgust.

"I think the water made it worse, it tastes disgusting." Taeyong got up from the seat but instantly regretted it when his legs failed to carry him and he almost faceplanted onto the floor. The man had grabbed his waist right before he landed and pulled him up. His hand rested on his stomach as Taeyong tried to balance himself.

"S-sorry. Thank you.." He muttered.
"I think I'm gonna go home now." He turned and walk a few steps, finding it hard to maintain his balance, when the man grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a corner.

"Why? Don't you want to come to my place? We could have a lot of fun, babe." An evil grin was plastered on his face as he grabbed Taeyong's jaw and started unbuttoning Taeyong's shirt with his other hand.
"Damn, you're really hot."
Taeyong's head was hurting like crazy as he tried to push away the man's hand away from his shirt. His efforts were futile as he barely had an ounce of energy left in him. He leaned his head back on the wall as he tried to push the man away, who only got closer. He was at the last button and brought his lips near to Taeyong's when he felt a strong force on his face.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" The man glared at the guy who punched him, as he released Taeyong from his hold, who slid down the wall, trying to steady his breathing.

"Just 'cause he's drunk doesn't give you to right to take advantage of him." The guy retorted.

"You fucker!" He balled up his fist and punched the guy's stomach.
"You wanna fucking die?"

"Sir, stop, we're gonna have to take you outside." The security guard brought the man's hands behind his back and pushed him out of the club. The man cursed the guy out as he was getting kicked out.

"You good-?"
Taeyong was leaning on the wall, passed out with his shirt still unbuttoned. The guy sighed as he gently tapped his face to get him to wake up.
Hoisting the sleeping boy on his back, he walked towards his car. Seating him in the passenger seat, he shook Taeyong's shoulder.

"Wake up."
Okay, this is not working.

"Hey, what's your address?"
As if he can answer you while passed out, you fucking dumbass.

Sighing, he ruffled his hair back and started his car.

Guess we're going to my place, then.

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Oof Im not avoiding writing Jaeno, nope, not me. Its all part of the plan shshshhshshshh

I really felt like writing other ships stfu let me live