His practised smirk was wiped off the moment his feet touched ground. Actual ground. The stage was now a faraway dream, and he was back to reality.

They called him the leader, but what he actually was was nothing like a leader. No charisma, no glamour. Just an empty shell with a compulsive need.

He turned to look at the other members of this boyband they were selling to billions of young girls. They were up all that they weren’t, how heartbroken they must be if they saw them like this.

Each of them had their own problems, but of course, he didn’t.

He was perfect.

“Stop staring.” Such harsh words, but Donghyun smiled softly and leaned close to the youngest member. He didn’t dare wrap his arms around this perfect being, he wasn’t allowed to. “And get off me.”

“Minwoo.” Donghyun called quietly, and only followed the said man like a loyal puppy.

All he knew of the perfect being was that his words were law, and that this was love. Minwoo might not see him the same way, but that’s okay, because him, Kim Donghyun, wasn’t worth it anyway.

------- Donghyun; Lust.