you both are insane. it’s the only explanation.

sunoo watches you like a man possessed, fingers twitching, jaw clenched so hard it aches. you feel his eyes on you, scorching, hungry, just as desperate as yours. the world outside doesn’t exist — only him, only you.

"you love me," he breathes, stepping closer. it's not a question.

"you love me more," you counter, tilting your head, daring him.

his lips twitch, almost a smile, but his eyes are dark, burning with something unholy. "prove it."

your nails dig into his wrists when you grab him, hard enough to bruise. he lets out a breathy laugh, sharp, pleased. "oh, baby, you’re so-"

you kiss him before he can finish, biting down on his lower lip just enough to make him hiss. his hands come up to your face, cradling, holding, gripping like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. ridiculous. you’re his. he’s yours. forever.

"i would kill for you," you murmur against his lips. "i would ruin myself for you."

"i would burn the world for you," he whispers back, forehead pressed to yours. his pupils are blown wide, breathing ragged. "i don’t need anything else. just you."

your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging. "mine."

he shudders. "yours."

it's madness, the way you love each other. a sickness. an addiction. but if this is insanity, you’ll gladly drown in it togheter.