"Wow, another one?" Seungmin's eyes trace the leaving silhouette of Changbin, "You dumped the golden hair boy for him, right? Does he make you feel so good, huh?"
He presses me against the wall in the corridor, pulls my chin up, "Even better than me?"
I hiss at the pain of my back, glare at this arrogant man.
"Yes. Every part." I return him with a sneer and a lie, watching fire explodes in his eyes.
Yeah, I'm playing with fire.
He furiously drags me into my flat, throws me onto the floor.
"Only I can touch you." He bites my earlobe, "You're mine."
"I'm not your toy!" I try to push him away but fail. He hovers me, pins my arms onto the ground until more and more marks are decorated on my neck, which turns me on.
He wants my body. I want him stay besides me.
Maybe it's fair, right?
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I'm not yours｜Seungin
FanfictionYou kissed me, you used me, you set my heart on fire, but you're not mine. So I'm gonna make you be mine.
