Gin was taking a sip of his drunk when he heard the familiar sound of doors opening with your keys.He walks up to you, smiling slightly creepily and placing his hand on your cheek.

"How's your work?"

He says

“It doesn’t really matter,”

he continued

“You’re here now.”

Gin pulled you close and whispered something in your ear that sent shivers down your spine. After that, Gin leads you upstairs to the bedroom and lays you down on the bed. As he leans over you, Almost on top of you. He looks down at you with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. He runs his hands over your body, tracing the lines of your body with his fingers.