Help me, Help you

Locked in

Jimin ducked when the man went to hit him back. While he was mid-swing, Jimin grabbed the mans arm and twisted it almost to the breaking point.

I stood shocked watching it all.
"Why shouldn't she be allowed here?" Jimin asked angrily.
"She clearly hasn't got the money to be here" the man spat back, staring at me.
"But I do, so leave her alone" Jimin said, before slamming the mans head into our table.

Then we bolted, we ran for our lives. Jimin grabbed my hand and we sprinted past his car by accident. I looked back but the man had started chasing us, so we had to keep going.

"To my house" Jimin said, leading the way. When we got there he quickly unlocked the door and, when we were inside, we leant against it to stop the man from barging it open.
"Lock it" I told him, taking the full weight of the door. He did and I let out a sigh of relief. The man banged on it a few times, muttered, and then left.
"Thank you" I said.

"Come, now you can see my room" he smiled as if nothing happened. I followed him into his room, shutting the door behind us.
"Y/n!" he exclaimed,
"What?" I asked.
"The door locks from the inside when you shut it" he groaned.
"And?" I said confused.
"I don't have the key on me" he told me.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" I said, trying to open it, but it was no use.
"Why don't you keep a spare in here?!" I asked frustratedly.
"Because I don't end up locking myself in" he replied, giving me a look.

"It's fine, my roommate can unlock it when he comes home" he added.
"Roommate?" I asked sitting on his bed.
"Yeah, he's cool. If I had my phone I would call him" he said, running a hand through his hair. This action made my heart beat fast, but why?

"You know what, let's do something fun" he said smiling. I raised an eyebrow, and he went to the cupboard.
"I have alcohol" he winked. I stared at him in shock.
"You have alcohol, but not a spare key?" I said, shaking my head.
"Okay, okay, maybe later" he said putting it down on the bedside table.
"Cards?" He asked, getting a pack out of his cupboard. I shrugged.

"Good" he said smiling. We played all sorts of games: poker, rummy and snap. He made me laugh while we were playing, I was actually having fun.

"I'm thirsty" I groaned, knowing the only drink in the room was alcoholic. He gave me the bottle,
"It's your only option" he said. I hesitated and then drank some. It wasn't as bad as I thought, but I didn't want to start drinking too much. I gave it back to him and he drank too.

Later, much later, we had finished the bottle.
"Wanna play strip poker?" He asked.