as jack and millie had small talk, two guests walked into the door.
                          
     finn recognized them. it was the same dudes who practically harassed him in the hall. and they recognized him and jack, one of the two scowling slightly but wandering to millie and pulling her away from jack.
                          
     "talk later jack!" she said as she was rushed away. finn stumbled to jack, putting an arm around him and taking a sip of his drink. jack smelled the alcohol on his breath, and saw two droplets on his shirt.
                          
     "i don't like those two. they're trouble." finn mumbled to jack,
                          
     "how?" jack asked
                          
     "uhm..i'll explain later. just please..don't go by them." finn frowns, refilling his cup.
                          
     "for you." jack smiled a small smile. he felt so safe around finn, even if he was drunk. if that doesn't sound weird.
                          
     "guys! gather around for..uh..seven minutes in heaven." wyatt yelled, a cheeky smile on his face.
                          
     jack and finn each gathered in the small circle of people,
                          
     "jack you can go first." millie says.
                          
     he spins the bottle, watching as it lands on finn. very cliche.
                          
     finn smirks, leading jack to the small room at the end of a small hallway. it was a small room with a couch and a few chairs, who knows what it was used for.
                          
     jacks gaze was torn when finn grabbed jacks waist, softly placing his lips onto the smaller boys. he could smell the awful smell on finns breath, but all he could focus on was how finns fingers were slowly trailing up his shirt, and how his slightly chapped lips felt on his. 
                          
     shivers went down his spine as finns long, cold fingers went up his bare back, and eventually ended up on his chest. finns hands roamed all over jacks upper body, he felt the goosebumps on jacks skin which exhilarated him more.
                          
     as finns lips move to jacks jaw, then neck, they were cut off by the door flying open, millie looking shocked.
                          
     "uhm..uh..it's been 7 minutes." she stutters and slowly walks off.
                          
     "we can do this later." finn whispered to jack, he seemed unbothered that millie just walked in on them, meanwhile jacks face was more red than a bottle of ketchup. 
                          
     finns touch lingered on his soft skin, but he finally had the guts to walk out and plop right next to finn, who had a small smirk on his face.
                          
     jack was confused, would finn do that even if he wasn't drunk? maybe. but jack realized, he really liked it.
                          
     "finns next." chosen spoke, his deep voice echoing in the room.
                          
     he spinned, the bottle immediately landing on one of the guys jack was supposed to stay away from.
                          
     finns stomach dropped, he felt himself wanting to throw up. and not because of the alcohol.
                          
     both of the boys looked disappointed, but they dragged themselves to the room.
                          
     there was an awkward silence, before the guy who harassed finn said,
                          
     "i can't stay in this room with a sissy fag. i'm leaving."
                          
     finns blood boiled, and before he knew it he stood up and swung a punch at the boys face. blood dribbled down his face, he was shocked, but grabbed finn by his shirt and slamming him into the wall, punching him in the stomach and knocking the wind out of finn.
                          
     finn didn't stop there, he recollected himself and shoved the boy to the ground, getting on top of him and throwing 2 punches at his face and kicking his groin, but finn was the one on the ground after a few seconds.
                          
     the boy swung his fist, making contact with finns jaw, and another one which his his eye, then another one to the cheek. 
                          
     "what's all the commotion!" chosen yelled before opening the door, shocked to see the guy, who's name was xavier, repeatedly punching finn.
                          
     he didn't even think before grabbing xavier and throwing him against the wall, everyone else who was in the living room gathering around finn, jack was in tears.
                          
     finns eye was swollen almost shut, his nose dribbling with blood and 2 nasty bruises on his face. a cut went across finns temple, and another on his jaw. a small cut went across finns already crooked nose. xaviers friend was with him, both of them immediately fleeing the scene.
                          
     everyone helped finn to the guest bedroom, millie patched finn up as much as she could.
     
     "you have to tell us what happened later." millie said, finn just nodding, not able to talk because of the pain on his lips.
                          
     and then it was just jack and finn.
                          
     "you're still gorgeous." jack whispered, dried tears on his face. finn smiled slightly, turning to face jack and putting a hand on his cheek, placing a soft kiss on jacks lips. it left a little blood but jack just wiped it off and cuddled up to finn.
                          
     "i just..i love you." jack whispered, finn managed to get words out as well,
                          
     "i love you more, jack grazer."