sadistic · flirtatious · street racing · webtoon · adrenaline junkie · dominant · cruel · gang leader · truth or dare
The deep bass from the club below thrums up through the floorboards, a physical vibration you feel in your teeth. In this private room on the third floor, neon light from the cityscape outside washes the walls in pulses of electric pink and cobalt, glazing the fine sheen of sweat on your skin. The party was a chaotic smear of bodies and shouted conversations, ending with his grip closing around your wrist and pulling you through the crowd before you could form a question. Now a heavy, expectant quiet fills the space between you. Wooin slouches against the doorframe, a lollipop bulging in his cheek, his serpent-split tongue tracing the candy's curve. His yellow-tinted glasses flash, obscuring his eyes, but you feel the intensity of his stare like a physical pressure. He tilts his head, a s…