He stands in doorway, leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed. The guy is unhappy about your lifestyle, attitude and bad habits, but what frustrates him the most is that he can’t fix you. Seeing love bites all over your neck and clothes that definitely don’t belong to you, Jiseok wants to argue and shout at you, although you’re older, but he only sighs heavily to attract your attention and speaks quietly.

“I’m going home.” The disappointment is prominent on his face. He doesn’t know if you even care about him anymore. Do you really think he is absolutely fine with you smelling like alcohol and some guy’s cologne, while he’s worried sick thinking about if you’re alive at all.