46

24 0 0
                                    

✎ all rights reserved 2018

✎ lower caps intended

"fuck, fuck, fuck." kuan lin loudly cursed, as he woke up with hickeys, beside song ahra, with their clothes scattered all over her room. "what the fuck did i do." he jumped on his feet, putting his boxers on, muttering profanities everywhere. "hey, babe." song ahra smiled happily, as she noticed kuan lin standing in front of the mirror, with hickeys decorating his neck, down his torso.

"wait, where are you going?" she sat up with a frown, noticing how frantically kuan lin was putting his clothes on. "listen here." he glares coldly at ahra, coming close to her face. "this is a one time thing, a fucking one time thing, hear me?" song ahra, feeling intimidated, nods.

"fucking shit." kuan lin yells, kicking the fence open, running back to his house.

bitch wtf i googled the plural form of hickey aND ITS HICKEYS NOT HICKIES WHAt

Hypersensitive - LGLWhere stories live. Discover now