Shadows of desire : SVT✅

(41) Fight 2

As the game continued, it was Jun's turn, and everyone seemed to tense up, knowing he always had a way of stirring the pot. With a smirk playing on his lips, Jun leaned back and casually listed his two lies and one truth.

"I don’t like spicy food," he started, his eyes briefly scanning the circle.

"I like to party," he added, his tone light and seemingly harmless.

Then, he paused, his gaze locking onto Yuri's, his smirk growing wider. "And... I want to kiss Yuri."

The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Yuri's heart skipped a beat, and she could feel the eyes of the others on her, but she was too caught up in Jun’s gaze to look away. The air around them seemed to crackle with something unspoken, something that made the playful game suddenly feel very serious. Hoshi, sitting across from Jun, felt a surge of jealousy.

His hand clenched into a fist, his nails digging into his palm. The way Jun so brazenly declared his intentions toward Yuri, even if it was just part of the game, made Hoshi’s blood boil. He couldn’t stand the idea of Jun getting close to Yuri, especially not like this. The others in the room exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the jealousy between them all, but too intrigued to intervene.

Jun’s smirk didn’t waver as he held Yuri’s gaze, enjoying the reaction he was getting, not just from her but from everyone else as well. The air was thick with anticipation, the playful game now tinged with something much more serious. The silence was deafening, the truth of Jun's words hanging in the air, undeniable and provocative. It was clear to everyone that Jun wasn’t just playing around—he was making a statement, one that was sure to leave a lasting impact. And clearly the other two things were clearly lies.

He hated Jun, but what he hated more was seeing someone, especially Jun, close to Yuri. Rage bubbled up inside him, and without thinking, he stood up, his eyes locked on Jun, who was still smirking, his gaze never leaving Yuri. The smirk on Jun's face only widened as he saw Hoshi's reaction, fueling the fire within Hoshi even more.

In one swift motion, Hoshi grabbed Jun by the collar and yanked him to his feet. "You fucker, get lost," Hoshi snarled through gritted teeth.

Jun's smirk didn't falter. Instead, he met Hoshi's glare head-on, his voice dripping with mockery. "Yaa, don’t you dare touch me. And why would I leave, huh? I just said what I wanted to. It’s just a game, isn’t it?" His smirk deepened, enjoying the sight of Hoshi's growing fury.

Hoshi’s grip tightened, his knuckles turning white. "I know what you’re trying to do, so stay in your limits, Jun. Or I don’t know what I’ll do to you."

Jun leaned closer, his voice lowering to a whisper meant only for Hoshi’s ears. "Try it. But I'll do whatever I want... even if I have to involve her." The implication in his words was clear, and it sent Hoshi over the edge.

Without a second thought, Hoshi’s fist flew, connecting with Jun's face in a sharp, brutal punch. The room erupted in chaos as Jun retaliated, the two of them engaging in a fierce fistfight.

Yuri, desperate to stop them, rushed forward and grabbed Hoshi’s hands, trying to pull him back. "Hoshi, stop! Please, stop!" she pleaded, her voice shaking with fear and concern. But the rage in Hoshi's eyes was blinding him, and he barely registered her presence.

Jun, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at Hoshi with a twisted grin. "Come on, hit me again. Or are you going to send some assassins to kill me like you sent to Wonwoo?"

The room went silent, the tension so thick it was suffocating. Yuri's grip on Hoshi's hands loosened as she stared at Jun, her face pale with shock. She never expected to hear such an accusation. The realization of what Jun had just implied hit her like a freight train, and she took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest.