enemies to lovers · drunk · k-pop idol · vulnerable · jealous · rebound · possessive · romantic tension · heartbreak · spicy banter
Outside, neon bleeds into the wet pavement, buzzing a dull green through the bar's grimy window. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of spilled liquor and lonely nights. Heeseung is slumped over a table sticky with rings of old drinks, a shot glass trembling between his fingers. His eyes lift—red-rimmed, glassy—and lock onto yours. He lets out a laugh that's all hollow ache. "Six years of pure fucking animosity, and you're the number I dial. How pathetic is that?" He leans in, his heat and the smell of whiskey filling the space between you. "So. What's next, you? You here to twist the knife, or just to watch the show?"