"Fine!" he thought "I'll go to the bathrooms now to refresh; it won't take long, Hae Wong won't even be done with this group by the time I'm back."
Fortunately for Jimin, the bathrooms weren't too far off and he was there in no time.
After using the toilets and washing his hands in cold water, he gently splashed some of it on his soft face.
It felt so delightful, and it helped him to get rid of this spinning feeling the glasses of Champagne had caused.
Even though he was the legal age, he wasn't exactly used to drinking alcohol... and that Champagne had gone straight to his head...
Why did all these people want to toast exactly?
How did Hae Wong managed to drink all those glasses of Champagne without even feeling a little off?
He threw away the disposable towels he had used to pad his face dry in blissful relief.
Then he adjusted his make up and hair, and took one final glance at himself in the mirror before he made for the door.
He should go now, he'd been away from his prince long enough now, especially as he had promised he wouldn't leave his side.
He went out immediately, he was eager to make his way back to Hae Wong as soon as possible.
But no sooner had he stepped outside into the hall that a cold, moist hand grabbed his neck and wrist, and he was pinned against the nearby wall.
Hhis face was pressed onto the hard surface, and he was unable to catch a glimpse of the person who was basically attacking him.
As the hopelessness of the situation dawned on him, he started to shake with fear - how could he react or defend himself without the rumpus creating some sort of scandal?
It would certainly cause problems to his prince and he didn't want to.
What would Hae Wong's father say? Wouldn't he think that Jimin was some kind of a trouble maker?
How was he even going to get out of it harmlessly?
First he could only hear small disgusting pants, and immediately after that, a raspy mutter from a male's voice :
"So... that's you, Park Jimin-ssi ... You sure are cute... Mr Lee's new center of interest... Now I can clearly see why..."
Jimin felt a rush of disgust overflow him as he felt a pair of lips brushing against the nape of his neck.
And just after that, a heavy body came into contact with his lower part, pressing him some more onto the wall.
"Who -... Who are y- you?! Wh- ... What d-do y-you wa- want?!" he stuttered, as panic struck his heart and mind, his whole body trembling. "L- ... Let m-... m-... me go!!" he asked, trying not to let his anguish sound in his tone.
He tried to shake the hold on him, but it wouldn't budge.
The situation was critical...
"Let you go? No, no, my cute little one, we're not done yet, hottie..."
Now he could feel the sickening breath close to his ear.
From the cracking, guttural voice, Jimin thought he perceived an elder person's voice.
The weight on his wrist and neck released just enough to let him turn around.
The situation was worse now though , as he was confronting a quite older man, faces so uncomfortably close he could hardly make out his features, but he sure could smell his heavy alcohol breath, that blew on this skin.
And his sickening spit covered lips were way too close to Jimin's lips to his liking ...
His stomach churned.
His own face must have turned out to a green shade because he really thought he was going to be sick.
Despite the fact that the senior was fondly looking at Jimin, his eyes had a scary lustful light in them that got Jimin wobbly and teary.
But the mature male didn't even seem to notice his victim's distress and went on notwithstanding.
"You are even cuter from up close... No wonder Mr Lee is taking you so seriously..." Pausing a little, his eyes seemed to change focus and he added "This skin of yours... it seems so soft..."
Then, his heavy body, following his lips and arm's moves, leaned forward, pressing Jimin even more as his hand and his lips were raising up even closer to the angel's face.
As the senior was leaning against him rather forcefully, Jimin was starting to find it hard to breathe, and he felt sicker and sicker, and more and more in danger as his disgusting lips drew nearer to his.
He gathered all the strength his tears and fears would let him muster, and with a quite held in whine, he kneed and pushed as hard as he could against the intoxicated senior to free himself from his traumatizing grip.
The grey-haired cried out and stumbled backwards while Jimin took his chance at fleeing the wall's trapped space.
He rushed to take a few side steps away and back from his aggressor :
unfortunately, what with all the intense emotions he was undergoing, the last move had taken up all of his stamina, and with his shaky legs and his churning stomach,he was yet unable to make it for a run.
He only could help himself by massaging his bruised wrists.
He tried to catch up his breath while watching closely for the next move from the older one.
He could see no way out of this, and tears were starting to trickle down on each side of his angelic face.
He had messed up despite Hae Wong's clear warnings, and now what should he do?
If he defended himself and fought, would he get the politician into some scandal?
How the hell had he been so careless?!
What would he do if the elder launched another attack at him?
How far was he ready to let the elder go for his prince's sake?
Should he really let him do for the benefit of his man's career?
He was trying like mad to find something to say that would stop all this madness, something – anything that would hinder the old male from aggressing him again, but his mind was blank.
Nothing was coming up, no word, no idea, and as tears kept rushing out of his lovely eyes, he suddenly felt utterly helpless...
The senior actually seemed to go mad because of the rejection and the hurt from being hit, and Jimin really felt he was doomed.
His fear grew bigger as, seconds after freeing himself, he heard the older man gradually growl louder and louder :
"How dare you REJECT me??!! Did you really think you could hit ME?!!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?!?!!"
-------------------------------------------------------
Please look forward to the next chapter
Scene 31
Fears
YOU ARE READING
You Were My Love
Fanfictionbest rankings #10 assault, #11 loneliness, #100 anger, #254 jealousy. Prequel to Takan-san's manga! Say you are a dance student who just got you heart broken... When you meet a Prince charming you, you'd expect love to be enough for some kind of ha...