Exotic Dancer [MYGxPJM]

14.

Warning: drug abuse

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The buzz of his phone against the nightstand wakes Jimin up. It is immediately clear he isn't in his own room. He's laying right next to Junseo. He hasn't seen the room for maybe even years. The night is a blur, only remembering feeling like he was on top of the world. The feeling is gone now, and it eats Jimin up from the inside. "Seo?" He whispers as he turns around, eventually meeting Junseo's open eyes. "Hey.." "I am so sorry.. I didn't.." "Had to take care of you, that's why you're in here." "It won't happen again. I promise." He wants to stand up, flee now that he still can, but junseo's firm grip stops him from going anywhere. "It's ok, really. I wanted you here." "What?" "I bet you don't remember all the fun we had last night." "Honestly.." Jimin's eyes drift away from Junseo. "I don't." Junseo's sigh tells Jimin there's at least something going on. He just has to figure out what. "What's the time?" "It's almost 2 PM." "What?!" Jimin rushes out of bed, his eyes wide. "Realx, baby. You start at 6." "Yeah but I've got things to handle, I-I have to-" "Jimin seriously, calm down." "What did we do last night?" "We just had some fun, baby, nothing too special." "I feel wrecked.." Jimin mumbles as he takes a few steps, making him feel the pain in his legs. "My legs are fucking sore.." "Oh come on, Jimin. Don't be such a whiny baby. You just.. danced a lot last night.." Jimin wishes he could scold right now. He wishes he could tell Junseo it's his fault he feels like this, because he took it way too far yesterday. "I think I'm going to throw up.." "Wh- are you serious?" Before Jimin can say anything, his flat hand smacks against his stomach. He runs to the bathroom, hanging above the toilet just in time. 

"Fucking hell.." He mutters, head still hanging forward. "You ok?" Jimin doesn't answer, focusing on the talking that comes from downstairs. They're still here? "When will your friends leave?" The images of yesterday come back. They just watched, smirks on their fucking faces, waiting for Jimin to be thrown towards them because he's a fucking toy to Junseo. "They'll leave when they're ready. Those guys were just as gone as you were." "I can't remember taking anything that could bring me to where I am right fucking now." "Ok, grumpy, get up. You need to drink something." Junseo grabs Jimin's right arm and pulls him up before flushing the toilet for him. Why is he acting so nice? Junseo gives him one of his shirts, that rather smells like weed than Junseo. "I'll make you some breakfast, alright? I don't think you can handle getting bossed around right now." "Don't worry about it, enough being bossed around at work anyways." Jimin answers like an adult, the way he's supposed to react all the time. No bossing around. Something smells like lies in here.  The looks Jimin gets when he comes walking down the stairs are rather satisfied than filthy. They look a lot different than yesterday. They don't have smirks on their faces, those are smiles. "Slept well, Jimin?" "I guess.." Jimin's frown sets off an alarm. "Oh god.." One of the friends snorts and puts his hand in front of his mouth, hiding his widely smiling mouth. "He doesn't remember, does he?" "I can speak for myself and no, I don't remember much." Jimin answers.

 There's drugs and alcohol everywhere. The table is covered in cocaine, making Jimin's stomach turn. "I think he's getting there." "Looks like it." Junseo's friends make it obvious. How can't he remember taking that? "Did I take much?" Jimin's, now filled with stress, eyes look at Junseo "I- no I mean.." "Oh don't lie to him, Seo. You had quite a lot." Jaejin's eyes move from Junseo to Jimin. "Oh.." Jimin sighs out before sitting down on the soft, white carpet on the floor. "Well.. never again." He decides to forgive himself, knowing he wouldn't do this without wanting to. Maybe he was trapped in that moment and decided to go with it. Especially after Junseo's little breaking moment. As if Jimin deserved to suffer some more. "You're better when you're on drugs." Jaejin mumbles just a tad tool oud. Jimin's head snaps up. "Excuse me?" "I saw you rather enjoy yourself when I was inside of you. Can't say the same for Junseo." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Jaejin stop." "Isn't he supposed to know? The little brat has nothing to say about it." "Junseo, what is there you're not telling me?" He tries to look at Junseo, who is trying the exact opposite. His eyes look away as soon as he sees Jimin looking at him. "You can't just let him say that and not tell me!" "I fucked you, Jimin. Had you all squirming against the wall right there." "Wh-" "I felt you, just like the rest of his friends here. I got you moaning for more and it seemed like you were actually having a good time! Those cute eyes closed and your legs wobbling-" "That's enough!" Junseo cuts Jaejin off. Jimin has his eyes staring at, or rather through, the glass table. "J-Junseo.. is he.. is he lying?" There's the anger again. The anger he felt when he busted Jimin and Yoongi. "Jimin I-" "Just say it. Say he's lying to me and I won't walk away right fucking now."