Bing Shi pinched the pristine skin on her arm. It continued to stay blemishless during their strenuous activity no matter how much strength he used, "How do you like my masterpiece?"
Getting out of bed, he wiggled his eyebrows at the sight of his body covered in bruises, scratches and kiss marks, "It's so adorable, you could probably get away with domestic abuse… free of charge."
"..." She wondered how such a simple act of him, putting on a black T-shirt over his head, could always bring out such a strong feeling in her, "I find the way you try to cover the evidence strangely attractive, and I don't really know what to do about it."
"..." He sent her out of his space, sharing her with the world before he could change his mind. She was obsessed with him, yes, he knew it. But… He covered his face with his palm. A smile formed on his face, matching the cheeky gleam in his eyes. But why did his obsession look so pathetic compared to hers?
