The dorm hallway was too bright, too quiet at 2 AM when Jake finally snapped.

Heeseung's wrist hit the wall with a thud as Jake crowded him against the fire extinguisher, their ragged breaths loud in the empty corridor. Three weeks of stolen glances, of Heeseung's performative laughter with strangers, biting his tongue until it bled. All erupted in this single moment.

"Enough." Jake's voice was raw. "Next time you touch someone else to 'keep up appearances'..." His knee slid between Heeseung's thighs, "...I'll remind everyone exactly who you belong to."

Heeseung's gasp morphed into something desperate as Jake's teeth grazed his jugular.

"Try me," he challenged, fingers twisting in Jake's shirt.

The fire alarm chose that moment to blare.