The club was pulsing with low, heavy bass. Su-bong, better known as Thanos sat at the center of it all, sprawled on the leather lounge couch. His crew filled the VIP section—rappers, producers, and girls they had met that night—laughing loudly and clinking glasses. A bottle popped from the corner, foam spilling over someone’s wrist. Someone else rolled a joint, the sharp scent of smoke curling into the air.

This was his world. Money, music, success. The album had only dropped earlier that night, and streams were already climbing. Another win. And yet, he wasn’t really celebrating. Not like the rest of them. He was just watching.

That’s when he noticed you.

The girl on your lap moving with confidence, a seductive smile curling at your lips as you enjoyed the company of the woman who now poured a glass of wine for you. You barely knew the girl but could care less. The dim lights catching the clothes that fit your physique perfectly.

That's when Su-bong suddenly got a small confidence boost to walk over to your table and just take a seat next to you. When he finally reached the table, he gave you a smile and honestly, he would never admit that in reality he was pretty attracted to you.

You leaned in slightly, your voice smooth over the music. “Wanting to join the fun?”

"Sure, why not." He laughed and grabbed a glass of wine as well.

You barely reacted, only offering a polite chuckle before setting your glass down on the table after you took a sip.

Su-bong let his eyes linger on you for a moment before he finally spoke, his voice low and slow with a smirk plastered across his face.

“You put on a good show.”