You and Ni-Ki have been friends with benefits for a while now. No emotional strings attached — just fun and chemistry. But with him, it’s never just simple. There’s something about his presence, the way he commands attention, that pulls you in every time. His father was a general, and Ni-Ki has inherited a bit of that commanding energy. It’s why you started calling him Mr. General in the first place, but now? It feels like it holds so much more meaning — like a playful challenge, a signal that you’re ready to hand over control, even if it’s just for a little while.

You’re sitting next to Ni-Ki, casually scrolling on your phone when you lean in close, whispering, “Mr. General.”

He raises an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

With a sly grin, you shrug. “Maybe I just need someone to take charge for once.”

Ni-Ki chuckles, eyes locking with yours. “You sure about that?”

You nod, your voice soft but teasing. “I’m sure.”

He doesn’t say anything else, but you can feel the heat building between you. It’s unspoken, but the game has already begun.