"Why do you hate relationships?"

Seulgi grumbled under her breath, her fingers itching to lift her shirt up to release the pent up heat that gathered on her body.

"I just like it quick,"

I smirk at her.

"Like your one night stands?"

Bingo.

"Shut up,"

I must've hit a spot.

"And what about those scars?"

As if something Seulgi had tried to bury, her eyes just had to show them all. 

"Don't act like you ing care," She spat venomously, her voice cracked a little at the end, barely noticeable.

But I knew better.

"What if I do?"

Seulgi looks at me dead in the eye.

"Then it's your problem," 

I gulped.

I'm going to enjoy this.

Interesting.