All for Him

"The Night Club"

(TW// Underage drinking, knifes, blood and gore)

As they pulled up to the club, Taeyong felt like maybe he should have put more clothes on. Johnny and Lucas dragged him into the club, though. Johnny led them to a table in the back. Lucas went to go get drinks. Taeyong just sat there. Johnny went to go find something or someone, so Taeyong was left there alone.

He played with his fingers, looking around. Someone was staring at him, but when he looked back they turned away.

Weird. Taeyong thought, as Johnny came back. Johnny placed a bottle on the table.

"What's this?"

"Just wait and see!" Johnny said excitedly, as he made eye contact with someone across the bar. It was Lucas. Then the music stopped. The DJ came over the intercom.

"Hey, hey! Everyone having a good time~? Well, everyone let's wish Lee Taeyong a very happy birthday! If everyone will please turn their attention to the back of the club... Right there... Come Taeyong stand up, don't be shy, let the people see you... "

Taeyong stood up, glaring at Johnny the entire time. Someone wolf whistled at him. More people cheered.

"Everyone if you please, let's wish him a birthday on 3. Taeyong, how old you turning?"

"19!"

"Well, stay away from the boozes.. Haha everyone... 1...2..3!!!"

"Happy birthday!!!" The whole club screamed. Then the music was back on.

Taeyong could feel his cheeks burn hot. Johnny laughed.

"Come on, loosen up, Taeyong. It's your birthday, have some fun!" Johnny said, spinning around in time with the music.

Taeyong sighed. He's right, he's right. Taeyong smiled. "Okay, show me how to have fun."

Johnny chuckled, as he dragged Taeyong to he dance floor. "We're finna get lit!"

The music blared through he speakers and through Taeyong's body. He liked it. The music too loud, for Taeyong to think, so he didn't. Johnny bopped his whole body along to the beat, he looked like a chicken. Taeyong laughed.

Somehow Lucas had found them, through the crowd and was now throwing it back. Taeyong shook his head. Idiots. I'm surrounded by idiots.

Taeyong felt those eyes again, but he didn't care. He continued to dance. He danced until his feet hurt.

He felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned. A man.

"May I have this dance."

Taeyong nodded. The man wrapping his hands around Taeyong's waist, tightly, pulling him in close. He smelled like vanilla wafers and strawberry sex. Intoxicating.

"I've had my eye on you all night, Lee Taeyong. You are quiet the specimen." The man whispered in his ear. Something about this man's voice made Taeyong melt like honey.

"Oh, really? Why, thank you. You're not too bad yourself."

The man chuckled. A beautiful sound. "I've been thinking about what I would do if I got you alone."

"What would you do?"

The man pulled away slightly. Taeyong noticed he had on a mask. "Do you want to find out?"

Something told Taeyong, no, but his body said yes. Taeyong nodded. The man led Taeyong to the back of the club. Then out of an emergency exit. This led to a dark alley way. Taeyong shivered.