Saeran was anything but like his alter ego, Ray. He was a brute, abusive and cruel. Calloused hands no longer hidden by black gloves that were no longer afraid to grab and grind against your skin, the soft flesh burning as he churned against your bone. It was a burning feeling that seemed to get him riled. You were just a useless stain of dirt on the carpet of his life - a stepping stool for him to become Rika - Savior’s - best toy.

It’s all he needed, afterall. A place to begin where he could be truly the strongest. Rika had always been the one to feed that fire. Once just simply keeping him as the gentle man that was Ray - such an easy person to mold. He’d do anything for her. Admittedly, he still would. She was all he ever needed - all he wanted. She’d always have all of his firsts. But that hole in his heart could never be satiated by her.

But for some reason - you did.

It was a horrifying love story, truly. The way he would smack you around, treat you as if you were absolutely nothing to him all while you were the name he whispered as he worked himself in his shower. A part of him wondered if maybe he was going too far - if you truly deserved the hurt he was constantly inflicted onto you. But you weren’t Rika, surely you deserved it for trying to replace the woman that protected him since he was a child. For trying to get rid of the one person that ever made him feel like he was truly stronger than others (which, in a sense, he was).

But he could feel the disdain coursing through his veins the same way the burning heat of passion did. The same way that all the pent up feelings that tried so desperately to cling to you the same way Ray so miserably wanted to. You field the missing gap in his heart - made his race thoughts in temperament ways he never thought could happen. But you proved him wrong, and there was nothing he hated more than people that proved him wrong, and you had practically told him to go fuck himself in more languages than one the moment he’d find himself waking up to stiff dreams of you.

Just what were you doing to him?