Hidden between the shelves of the servo

Will I ever be able to find the right owner to drink out of me? I sigh and look around. All of my waterbottle friends have gone. They were all the good kind. Some of them were the Fiji bottle, the neverfail waterbottle, select, smart water. I'm just a pump waterbottle. The kind where you can get different flavours of me. Strawberry, Lime, Mango, Lemon, Orange but I'm just the regular waterbottle. The plain waterbottle "THE ORIGINAL" nobody buys me. I'm too plain for anybody. Why can't i be like the other bottles? Nice and juicy flavoured. I'm boring and plain. If only somebody could buy me and drink me slowly and sensually.

A beam of light came from the door as the holy gods of bts apporched me. Causally they picked out their desired drink. Jungkook picked up my friend next to me. She was the strawberry flavored pump. She was excited for what was to come. Jungkook with his muscular hands picked her up and brang her over to the counter. He bought her and drank out of her lustfully. Her liquids dripping down his chin. Oh how she loved it. Tae roughly picked up my guy friend next to me and as he makes he's way to the counter, my waterbottle guy friend gurgles

"IM NOT GAYYY"

as Tae takes a massive swig.

All the other members grab their desired beverages Jimin was the last one to pick. He looked around, I knew he was looking for me he had too. He stroked his finger across each waterbottle feeling each my friends with a firm grasp. When he layed his eyes on me his face lit up like a burning orphanage. I try to lean towards him, signalling him to pick me as his own. He looks at me with pleasure as he picks me up from the waist. He walks me over to the counter and puts me on the bench. BTS was walking out while Jimin was still with me. It was only me, Jimin and the cashier.