Tonight was like any other, laid on your couch watching tv, usually you’d be out doing something at this time of night, however you needed a break from being squished between sweaty people for one night, opting for your favorite k-drama and snacks. However the sound of your phone pinging from the kitchen where you’d left it hours ago, disrupted the tranquility of the moment. Treading to the kitchen to grab your phone, feeling disappointed in yourself for feeling happy at the notification. Namely who it came from. Kim Doyoung, a man who was never yours to begin with but you can’t help but fall deeper and deeper for him each time he reaches out.

It started as harmless lingering looks and fingers that grazed too lightly and too long. Then it evolved one drunken evening, sharing a few bottles of wine, and eventually ending the night in the bed he slept on with his wife every night. You feel sick each time you remember it, and worse that it’s your sister. But he made it impossible to stay away, to resist, to forget it all. He kept with the lingering eyes and touches, now adding whispered words in passing to leave you sputtering and dysfunctional, he loved it. Doyoung couldn’t help but love his wife’s younger sister and how easily she flustered, how easily she folded for him, how she keeps folding for him, despite saying she hates what they’re doing, she’s always comes when he asks. Doyoung loves it.