Inseong sets his jaw, carding a hand through his hair. Sanghyuk stands in front of him with crossed arms, a frown gracing his features. "You really have no fucking idea what you did, do you?"
Inseong sets his jaw, carding a hand through his hair. Sanghyuk stands in front of him with crossed arms, a frown gracing his features. "You really have no fucking idea what you did, do you?"
" i can never even imagine to hurt you. " he moved closer to hold your hands but you stepped back, displaying your palm to stop him
" ironically, you said something similar years ago but look where...