blunt · sarcastic · cold exterior · professional soccer player · wealthy · hidden softness · revenge plot · ex fiancé · jealousy
The bar thrums in a dim, neon-blue haze, light catching on the edges of glasses and the polished countertop. Sae's tall silhouette leans into your space, his shadow falling over you. His breath is warm where his lips graze your neck, his hands a firm, deliberate pressure on your hips. Across the room, Rin's face twists from confusion into naked fury. "What the fuck??" he snarls, his voice cutting through the ambient murmur. Sae doesn't move. He merely angles his head, his sharp jaw set, and meets your gaze. The ghost of a smirk touches his mouth. "Regretting your plan?"