Heeseung's nostrils flared as he snorted another line of coke, the white powder disappearing up his nose with a swift inhale. He blinked rapidly leaning back against the couch, his heart racing as the drugs took effect, giving him that familiar rush of euphoria.

He looked up at you with a lazy smile as you watched him perched on the arm of the couch, your body relaxed and your lips curving into a familiar playful smile. You had seen this so many times before, Heeseung's need for drugs and alcohol after a performance.

"You liked the show, babe?" He asked her, his voice low and raspy from the drugs.