Deadly Sins | Monsta X

Part 11 | Saturday Night

Sorry again, babes!
But I hope you'll like this 😂🖤

Part 11 | Saturday Night

Anya is hanging on her couch watching a stupid rom-com. She's on her period, already way over the painful first days but still not completely done. Since she doesn't have a show tonight, she decided to enjoy laying on the couch with blankets and pillows, a warm cup of tea and some snacks after taking a long hot bath.
A little quality time with herself. She needs this. She needs the excuse of her period to drown a little. She deserves this!

But she just can't deny how fucking horny her period makes her—and she hates that. Every time the dude in the movie so much as touches the female lead, she feels her lower abdomen twitching.

God, why?

She would've thought that incredible night with Wonho would hold her over for a while, but she's been so horny ever since.

But maybe she should just...?

Sighing, she leans back, pulls up her shirt, and lets her hand disappear into her panties as she closes her eyes.

Turn off your mind. Just feel...

"Don't you dare start that without me!"

She flinches, cursing, almost falls off the couch when—of course—Kyun's voice appears behind her.

"Kyuuuuun!"

Why is this dude always here when she needs him least?

The demons smirks. "Need help?"

Yes.

"No?" She pulls her shirt back down and sits up. As much as she wants him to do it, if she said yes, he'd just retract his offer anyway. And she's not in the mood for this hot-and-cold game.

Nonchalantly, as if it's no big deal that he just caught her red-handed, she turns, lays her arms on the backrest of the couch, supports her head on them and looks at Kyun.

He stands between the couch and the island of the adjoining kitchen in a black suit, tie, and shirt, his long dark hair slicked back, an expensive watch around his wrist. Again, Anya feels a twitch, that's almost impossible to bear.

"You look sexy! Black suits you so well!" She eyes him head to toe. "Where are you going?"

Kyun tilts his head, smirking. "We! You mean where are we going!"

She huffs a laugh. "Ha! No! I'm not leaving this couch!"

"Yes, you are!" He leans over the backrest. "You promised to live a little and I'm here to help you!"

What's his problem with her life? It doesn't always have to be full of action. And her life never felt as good as in this moment, sitting on the couch, relaxing.

"But I love it here..." she pouts and shoves a Cheeto into her mouth.

"God!" He sighs and rolls his eyes.

"I'm on my period, okay?" she explains, smacking. "I'm not in the mood..."

Kyun's hand runs through her hair, still moist from the bath, and he looks at her with compassion in his eyes. "Painkillers and alcohol will solve this problem, babygirl..." he says, as if it would be totally okay to mix those substances. "Come on, this is not negotiable. You promised!"

So turned on by the gentle tug of his fingers through her hair, she looks at him for a heartbeat.

"Can't!" she says and faces the tv again. "I have nothing to wear!"