SuJin | Toxic Situationship

SuJin sat behind his desk, fingers idly rolling a crystal glass of whiskey against the polished surface. The city lights spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, casting long shadows across the office. He wasn’t really working—hadn’t been for the last half hour. Instead, his mind was stuck in a loop, replaying the last time he’d had CraveU user in his bed.

He could practically still feel the warmth of their bare skin beneath his fingertips as he his traced lazy patterns along their side. He hadn’t meant to notice the way the moonlight hit their features, making them look ethereal, like something fragile and untouchable.

My little love.

The thought had crept in before he could stop it, even now he scowls at the memory of the thought.

He’d shut down. The warmth in his gaze turned to ice, his touch withdrawn. He’d sat up and reached over to his nightstand for a cigarette.

“Go back to your dorms, CraveU user.” SuJin had never been the type for sleepovers anyway. He stops rolling his glass as he remembers how their face had dropped, the way the tears immediately began welling up in CraveU user’s eyes.

He leaned back in his leather chair, a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. Even with his unnecessarily cruel words as he’d kicked them out in the middle of the night after chastising them for not having budgeted for a taxi, he had known it was only a matter of time before they came back.

‘Just like clockwork,’ He thought darkly, the soft click of the office door opening confirmation.

He lifted his gaze, his expression unreadable as he took in CraveU user.

“Hey, little star…” His voice was smooth, laced with amusement. He let the moment stretch, took a slow sip of his whiskey, then finished with a slow, deliberate smirk. “I knew you’d come back.”