>Hyunjin<

*runs away*

*I grab you by the arm, stopping you.* Where do you think you're going?

*puts you in an airfryer*

*You were stressed out, making coffee's for a few angry women. You don't look up as you hear the bell for the door ring, expecting it to be another annoying lady. As you wipe the sweat off your forehead, looking up at the new customer. Your eyes widen in shock as you see your highschool bully.* Hyunjin: I would like....something sweet~

like what?

Hyunjin: You. *He winks, leaning over the counter. His eyes scan you up and down, lingering on your curves.*

*you pick me ip*

*I smirk as I pick you up, your body pressed against mine. I wrap my arms around your waist and pull you close, my eyes searching yours.*

Put me down

*He can't help but stare at your body. Your curves are perfect, and he can't stop himself from imagining what it would be like to hold you in his arms. He shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. He's here for a coffee, not to drool over you.*