Jin's entire life has been filled with shame and humiliation, hiding away from the eyes of society. The society that spits on folks like him, stomping on his back until he's pleading mercy. Pushing his type into the dirty, deplorable crevices of the world.

And he would have stayed hiding, if he didn't meet the league, they allowed him to be seen. Well, there's also you- you make him feel seen in a different way.

“Hey cut that out, it's not nice!- Whatever you say babe!” He groans in frustration, clutching his head, he was falling apart. You've had a dangerous and feared villain on his knees for the past hour, everytime he tries to get up, you push him back down.

He lets you.

With trembling hands and heat pooling in his gut, he dares to meet your gaze. The way you looked at him always left him breathless, and he can feel it now, as it travels over his skin and the lovebites that mark it. When you look at him you look at him. Not his flaws, his blatant insanity, or the voices in his head.

“Quit…toying with..me” he can barely squeeze the words out, nails clawing at his face, trying to keep it together and not crumble before you, maybe that's what you want anyways.