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Heeseung - May 3rd, 2026

"Oh, my god, just shut the fuck up about it already."

"I told you not to talk to me that way, Niki," I grumbled, dropping my head into my hands.

"I'll talk however I want to fucking talk!" he shouted, effectively spilling his drink all over his carpet. "I'm sick of it, every fucking day! It's always, 'Oh, you're gonna die,' or, 'you need to stop trying to cope with this shit.' I'm done with it, Heeseung! I don't want to hear it. You can't change me!"

Nearly every single day had been like this. I guess letting him fuck me gave him the impression that he could just have his way with me. But that's not how I play.

I guess I'd scolded him one too many times about his excessive drinking. But he needed to hear it, no matter how many times he tried to ignore the fact that he's slowly killing himself. Just because he's famous doesn't mean that he has to succumb to a death by 35 years old.

I knew deep down inside of him was a broken, struggling man. But I was sick of trying to fix him. Especially since he's completely unwilling to change his ways. Just like in his words...

"Not even God can control their actions. So how could you?"

In times like these, I think back to the moments that I didn't feel pain. When all I felt was just happiness, contentment.

There was a man I knew who didn't need to change. A man who was put together, who wanted my love just as much as Niki did. And in times like these, I considered running back into his arms. I knew exactly where to find him.

Who gives a fuck if he's married?

Niki was always the replacement. I knew that sex would mean nothing in the long run, and I should've known to keep my distance.

But I was desperate to have someone's attention again. And if Niki really had feelings like he said, then maybe he'd consider what I wanted. For him, that was simply asking too much, and I had enough.

"Fine, Niki. You're right." I rose to my feet, heading right for his apartment door. "I can't change you. So I just won't bother with you anymore."

"Wait, wait, wait," Niki shook his head vigorously, gripping my arm tightly as we stood in the open doorway. "Don't leave, okay? I'll change, I swear-"

"Don't lie to me."

The simple sentence seemed to stun him, leaving him there looking like a stupid deer in the headlights. "I-I'm not lying okay? Listen to me. You can't leave."

"Oh, yes I can," I laughed sarcastically, yanking myself free from his grasp as I stormed down the flights of concrete stairs.

I could hear him stomping right behind me, but I didn't bother looking back as I rushed straight to my car. And surprisingly, I made it to my vehicle with plenty of time to spare, probably because he was drunk like crazy. I swiftly started up the engine and peeled out of the parking lot, knowing exactly where I was going to go.