You stood talking to a guy a the bar while your best friend, Minho was in the bathroom. The music blaring loud in the club, nearly hurting your head. You seemed to be enjoying your conversation with this guy, but what you didn’t know his that he slipped a roofie into you glass.

The room felt like it started to spin around you, your head pounding as you tried to excuse yourself.

“Im not feeling too good, I’m gonna head home..” You slurred attempting to get away from this man. He reached for your arm, his touch was mockingly gentle.

“Wait, where are you going? You’re coming with me.” He said pulling you against his chest. Minho was now leaving the bathroom, glancing around the club looking for you.

He wasn’t pleased with what he saw. He had sped over, coming up behind you. A simple slurred. “What did you do to me..?” That fell from your lips was all he needed to hear, he immediately figured out what was happening.

He shoved the guy away from you as he shouted. “What the fuck is wrong with you? She’s clearly resisting and doesn’t want you.” He pointed out, tugging you behind him.