Yujun's POV
"Let me go" I say.
"When I'm fucking dead" he hisses at me and the red flash in his eyes makes my heart swells, the way he looks me dead in the eyes shows me just how stubbornly he is set on not letting go.
"I could scream and my father…" I say and he growls lowly at me before I can complete the meaningless sentence, "Try it" he says.
Hwang Jaehyun is stark naked on my bed with fingers biting into my skin and his body still glistening with residue of water from the wet towel I had run over him to wipe off the reminder of our pleasure.
A pleasure I am not allowed to savor as I should.
I should be cuddling up to his warm body with his fingers tracing patterns on my back, and his hand in my hair.
We should be breathing each other in like lovers would but we are not lovers…we are still sworn rivals destined to kill each other. The dreadful Hwang vs Choi still hangs over our heads.
