It was pas midnight, Yifan’s place was a luxurious apartment. And now he pinned his friend’s secretary on the wall of his bedroom in the dimmed light.  The Chinese press his front body so it trapping Jongdae’s.

“You know I don’t love you, Yifan. Why you become this persistent?” the shorter man tried to release his wrist from YIfan grab.

“I know you like Junmyeon, Jongdae. Why you still like him when you know he doesn’t like you back?” Yifan hissed.

“That’s my business. Nothing to do with you”

“You know it’s hurt to see someone you love loving someone else instead of you. Can’t you see I suffer for the same thing?”

“Yifan, please let me go” Jongdae pleaded.

“Fine” the blonde release his grip. “As you may know, I love you. I love you too much that it would be so hurt for me if you being happy with other person”

“Yifan, please.. “ Jongdae rubbed his wrist. It hurt on his wrist, but his heart is more in pain.

“I’ll make sure you’ll never be with Junmyeon as a couple.”

“What would you do? Set him up with someone else? So I can’t end up with him?”

“That will be so cliché. It’s boring.” Yifan smirked “how about make him falling for me? From head to toe he’ll be mine”

“Yifan, don’t..”

“He’ll be mine. It will make you suffer, so does him. Cause you know what? I’ll never love him. I’ll just toying with his feeling.”

“Yifan, it’s only hurt our feeling. Please, don’t pull Junmyeon into this mess”

“You are the one who pull him into this. He get involved since the beginning”

“Yifan, no.. Please think again!”

“I won’t. Now go. Just go before I attack you on my bed. GO!”

Tears fall from Jongdae’s eyes as he walking toward the door. Yifan just standing still, he can hear the door slam shut from across the room.