Lost Boy~ TaeJin~

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Taehyung was sitting around the bar of the party house. Drinking shot after shots while watching people. Some dancing, some making out, some playing games and some were like a lost soul like himself. He observed around saw the people he badly wanted to be with them right now. Yoongi was leaning into Jungkook's shoulder while watching Jimin and Hoseok dancing funnily. Namjoon and Seokjin was drinking while watching the dancing duo. Taehyung sighed. There was a empty place between Seokjin and armrest of the couch. Taehyung sighed more. How badly he wanted to place himself there. Wrap Seokjin's hand around his shoulder and make him feel home. He couldn't be there. He would drown Seokjin into his dirt. He didn't want that. Seokjin must be on top, and pure and clean. Seokjin must stay the star Taehyung was watching. A shining bright star. What was Taehyung? Nothing! Literally nothing! He even didn't know if he is worthy of the collage he is studying in. Seokjin and himself were not a bit comparable. Taehyung knew it. He knew they weren't matching. But deep inside he craved for sitting in that empty space and feeling Seokjin's warmth. He drank his shot in one sip. Shot after shot. He wasn't alcohol addict but alcohol always made him forget how he stepped to other men's place. Alcohol made him forget how he flirted shamelessly with them. Alcohol made him forgot how he emotionlessly moaned their names. If he was sober his mind was full of Seokjin. If he was sober he couldn't even kiss someone. If he was sober he felt like cheating on Seokjin. Taehyung chuckled, the other man didn't know any of that. Seokjin even didn't know Taehyung well. He didn't know anything yet he meant the world for Taehyung.
Taehyung drank his shot before accepting Mark's  hand and entering the dance area.  He danced widely, moving his body with music beats. He loved dancing, it was great. Felt good. Felt relieved and relaxed. Dance was like a stress reliever for him. Some moves that reduced the dirty feeling of himself. Mark was dancing too, but Taehyung's mind was thinking about Seokjin. He wanted to dance with him too. Actually Taehyung wanted to do everything with Seokjin. He wanted to be a family with Seokjin. Taehyung smirked at himself. How could he even think about something like that? Seokjin needed a family who could lift him up. And definitely it wasn't Taehyung. He turned his gaze toward the man. He got goosebumps. Seokjin was watching him. Seokjin was watching him dancing while sipping his drink. Taehyung got a lump in his throat. Taehyung forgot where he was. He felt like it was only him dancing in front of Seokjin. He wanted to run away. He didn't want the man to see him like this. Seokjin smiled at him before turning his face toward Mark. Then turned to Namjoon. It was when Taehyung felt like he can breath. He excused himself and walked back to bar section again.
He was in his fourth shot when a hand wrapped around his wrist. Taehyung flinched. It was Minho.

"What do you want?" Taehyung said with a bored tone.

"I thought maybe we can enjoy the night together" Minho said with a wink.

"You know I don't sleep with repetitive people" Taehyung said.

"Why not? I'm too good for you" Minho said.

"Good or bad. I don't want you now pass" Taehyung said anxiously. Minho tightened his hand around his wrist.

"Little boy, I don't want to search for a fuck right now. So let's go" Minho said while pushing Taehyung. The boy's heart dropped. He didn't wanted it.

"I said I don't want" Taehyung said with a fake bold voice, when inside he was trembling.

"You were always asshole, so what if I use it twice" Minho said dirtly.

"I don't want to. You're an asshole, you're forcing me to sleep with you" Taehyung said.

"So what if I force you? It's not like you're Mary virgin, right?" Minho said with harsh tone, his hands were hurting Taehyung's wrist. Taehyung wanted to vomit up. He got nauseous and he was dizzy.