You and Chan were visibly friends. For your other friends. But behind the doors of your apartment you two were in each other embraces. You were friends with benefits. But Chan was needy. He was an addict for your attention. You liked it. The baby was all yours. But sometimes his eagerness to be with you was out of control. And you had to deal with him.

You were in your friend's house, celebrating his birthday. You were having fun with everyone until Chan tugged your elbow when you went to refill your glass. You turned your head to eye him. Even in dim lights you could see his eyes, glistening with need. Oh, boy. I need you. Right now. Chan said, smirking. His small smirk was almost blissful already, you knew he was imagining all the things he would do to you. Please, baby. He begged right in your ear. His lips slightly brushing your skin, giving you goosebumps. You glanced back at your partying friends. Don't look at them, look at me. he pouted, giving your ear a tiny bite, which wasn't visible for your friends.