Kyuwook-11
A drabble a dayA/N: Please read 98 first ^^
Warning: A screaming match and some wrist grabbing.
“Did you do it then?”
Seated morosely on the sofa, Ryeowook turned to look at his ‘fiancé’. Still dressed in a suit from work and as arrogant as ever.
“Wow, such a lovely welcome,” said Ryeowook, bitterly. “Do you also want to know if I sold my body to the highest bidder? Oh wait, I did to you. So tell me Kyuhyun-ssi, are you satisfied with the product?”
Ryeowook watched in satisfaction as Kyuhyun flinched at the words. It was even more satisfying to watch him struggle for words.
“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”
“You will not speak to me this way in my own house,” Kyuhyun growled. “I will forgive you this time because you obviously have no control over your emotions.”
“Of course I don’t. OF COURSE I DON’T. DO YOU THINK IT’S EASY TO HURT SOMEONE YOU’VE LOVED FOR YEARS? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT LOVE IS YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD?”
“ENOUGH.”
Ryeowook stood, stunned at the outburst. Kyuhyun was visibly angry now and he wondered if he had pushed too far. He stalked angrily towards Ryeowook and grabbed his wrist.
“Enough of your impudence. You will learn to respect me; you will learn to love me. Do I make myself clear?”
He added pressure on the wrist with every word and only let go when Ryeowook whimpered and nodded. Pushing the smaller man away, Kyuhyun stormed into his bedroom and banged the door shut, leaving
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