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Do you have a nice dick?
How am I supposed to answer that
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god i hate being alive i just wanna die in a national park under mysterious circumstances
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[11:50 pm] rockstar!chanyeol
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warnings: violence, cursing, harrassment, implied sex?? take it however you want it.

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you leaned against the wall, watching your boyfriend play guitar on stage. his band was playing some underground gig as the main and closing act. you could see his jacket falling off one shoulder, his tattoos visible for everyone to see. his forehead was covered in sweat. ‘hot’ you thought, biting your lip. they had 10 more minutes left to finish their set, then you were allowed to go home and do whatever chanyeol wanted to do with you, which, you had nothing against since you wanted it just as much as he did.
as you moved a little more towards the front, you felt someone brush up against your shoulder, stroking it. “hellooo” the person slurred. you back away a little; wanting your space from whoever was touching you. they let out a loud ‘tsk’ going to brush your your hair away from your cheek. “dude. fuck off.” you said, elbowing their shoulder, still not wanting to look at the person in their face. “now why would i do that?” they whispered in your ear. you could feel the spit from their mouth landing on the side of your cheek.
“i said leave me alone!” you shouted, not being heard by many due to the loud music blasting off the amps. you turned around to see a scary looking man, maybe in his late 20s, clearly drunk. his white t shirt was untucked, his skinny jeans a little too loose now. “shut up.” he said grabbing your wrist and twisting it, making you wince. “let me go!” you screeched, people around you noticing.
he dragged you by your wrist, still twisting it. dragging you away from the crowd. others were yelling curses at him, to let you go, getting the attention of the lead singer and your boyfriends best friend, baekhyun. he yells something over to chanyeol, as you try and break free from the mans tight grip.
“hey! you! mother fucker.” baekhyun’s voice booms throughout the venue. chanyeol drops his precious fender strat and runs off stage once he sees the commotion, pushing his way through the crowd furiously. you slapped the mans wrist, he stopped to yell at you but was quickly met with a punch to the face.
you turn around to see chanyeol, his eyes dark, clouded with anger. the man goes to wipe the blood from his lip, laughing. the man raises his fist, going to punch chanyeol right back, but his fist getting caught by your boyfriend. the man finally lets go of your wrist, red markings all over it. you pulled it up to your chest and winced at the pain.
chanyeol punches the main again, knocking him down to the floor. “don’t you ever” he seethed, punching him in the stomach. “fucking” he punched his jaw. “touch them” he punched his jaw again. “again.” the anger in his voice overpowering, like venom was dripping from his tongue as he delivered a swift kick to the mans groin.
chanyeol looked at the man whimper, holding his mid section. chanyeol was trembling in anger, taking in deep breaths. his chest rising at a quick pace.
“chan, baby.” you touched his shoulder, causing him to flinch. “baby, look at me. look at me, please.” you said, turning his head towards you. his hands quickly go to your shoulders, looking at you in the eyes.
“are you okay? are you hurt? show me where you’re hurt. come on, lets take you to the hospital.” he worried, the crowd still focused on the rockstar who just beat the hell out of some drunk. “i’m okay, please. lets go. please.” you begged, your throat making it hard for you to speak.
chanyeol looks at the man once more, spitting on him before rushing you out of the crowd and into the backroom where his band had settled earlier.
his eyes softened as he could finally see you clearly now, your wrist showing early signs of bruising. “that fucking asshole.” chanyeol seethed, clenching his fists. “i shoulda done way so much fucking more to him than that” you cut him off, your finger shushing his lips. “i’m okay, please.” you sniffed, leaning your head against his chest, his armys swiftly wrapping around your waist.
“i’m so sorry baby. fuck. i didn’t see it earlier. i should have told you to stay in the backroom. im so fucking sorry.” you could hear the pain in his voice.
you looked up into his eyes, he was teary eyed. “you have nothing to apologize for.” you said, pushing his hair out of his forehead. “this has never happened before. in the 2 years we’ve been together, all the shows you have been to, this has never fucking happened.” he spoke, clutching onto your waist a little tighter. “and it’ll never happen again.” he finished.
you nodded, a tear coming down your cheek. his thumb went to go wipe the tear away. “i promise you, nothing will ever hurt you again. ever.” he told me.
his hand rested on your cheek, his thumb caressing your skin. “i love you.” you shakily said, looking into his eyes. “i love you. so much.” chanyeol said, before pressing another kiss to your lips. “lets go home, baby.”
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