"COMMENTARY CANCER" ONESHOTS (PREDOMINANTLY SMUT.)

"Black Eye" - Atozy x ImAllexx

a/n: word count; 2954
tw: mean guy tries to force Alex into sumn he doesn't want. watch out for graphic depictions of language.

Ah. Saturday night. The perfect night for clubbing, getting drunk with someone you thought liked you, and hooking up with someone you just met. Alex was about to accomplish all of those, with the final one on the verge of happening.

He didn't really feel like it, though. Not with this guy.

He'd came to party with a lot of friends, knowing the atmosphere there was always full of dancing, music, drinking, and just overall fucking fun. He was there with Fraser, Erling, since he was in town for the week, Will and his girlfriend, Stephen, Henry, George and his girlfriend, Elena, and some girl Elena brought with her that he assumed was her friend. Probably more showed up once they'd gotten the memo, but that was who they truly came with. They made arrangements to meet there an hour and a half ago, and they all made it.

Anyway, he'd met this Australian boy named Danny, at this gay nightclub. Danny bought Alex a drink and soon he did the same to him. After too many, he was realizing he was becoming too tipsy for his own good. Still, they continued to drink and drink. He'd opened up a lot by this time and now they were making out in a booth in the very back near the restrooms because the new face wanted to.

Danny had a scruff of a beard going on and longer black hair that was tucked out of his face with a hat that he'd turned backwards while they engaged in their act of kissing. His hair color and length resembled his friend Henry's, except a tad shorter and substituted the beanie for a backwards hat.

"C'mon now. I don't want to wait til' we're sober. Let's go to the bathroom, baby." He whispered suggestively in his ear.

Alex didn't really think it was a good idea. He didn't know how to say no to him and not make him sound like a dick though since he was so sweet and so genuine at first. Danny showed Alex a lot of attention—something he hadn't gotten in a while. He didn't want to not fuck Danny, he just wanted to do it when he wasn't completely wasted and unable to remember the events tomorrow.

"Dan, I'm very, y'know, drunk. Dunno if that would be good for me. Y'know? Plus—like, I can't just leave my friends." Alex slurred, kissing Danny's chin.
He was straddling the slightly bigger boy, arms wrapped around his neck.

"You're not leaving them. We can head to the bathroom quickly, do it, and then we'll come right back out."

Alex sighed and shook his head in a way that said he didn't want it. "I'm sorry." He started to get up and move away, but the dude grabbed onto his arm and made him stay.

"The fuck are you doing? You really think you have a choice in this now? You lost the ability to choose whether you want to hook up or not when you started grinding on me and fucking kissing me like you want it. So get the hell up and get your fucking ass to the bathroom. Now." Alex stopped in his tracks, freezing because he was becoming a concerning-type of frightened. Danny was intimidating him tremendously. The look he gave Alex was one of utter seriousness and demand. He wasn't playing around.

"I'm not going to. Not right now. Sorry." Alex got off of Danny's lap, stumbling away to find someone he knew. He speed walked to get there to the best of his ability.

He spotted Fraser who was sitting at a booth that was probably twenty feet away. He shuffled his body until he got there, crashing into the table as he tried to run. "Help, I'm being chased!"
Alex shouted at his friend. He assumed Danny was behind him and that's why he said that.

"There's no one behind you. Shit Alex—stop fucking with me. I'm trying to enjoy my buzz, not waste-"
Alex drowned his words out and turned behind him to make sure. His eyes were meeting with Danny's again, but soon he saw a fist being thrown in the air. He didn't see anything else after long, because soon he saw nothing but pitch blackness.