pure imagination || jing yuan, blade, & dan heng ✓

fifty nine

“Take me back,” she said quietly as the car came to a stop. Her hands fisted the front of his shirt, “take me back to Blade right now!”

She said it a little louder this time, but judging by the amused look on Jing Yuan’s face, he wasn’t taking her seriously at all. Not even for a moment.

“Jing Yuan… please.”

His fingers gently grabbed ahold of her chin and tilted her head up. It was far better than him gripping at her hair with his tight grip.

“You’re so cute, y/n.”

Patronizing, amusement, and not taking her seriously. Was this a game to him?

The car was shifted into park and y/n slowly looked through the window despite his steady grip that was still on her chin. Wait… wasn’t this… Dan Heng’s place? She didn’t have time to voice out her thoughts as Jing Yuan let go of her chin and instead reached for the door after unbuckling his and her seatbelt.

“Come along,” he said as the door opened, “we can’t keep him waiting.”

She felt a cold shiver run down her spine just then as Jing Yuan pulled her out of the car. Her feet were still unsteady and the moment she touched the ground a sharp pain erupted into her legs and she ended up falling. Luckily though, Jing Yuan managed to catch her, and when she looked up at him her eyes widened slightly.

His gaze was narrowed, lips pressed into a tight line, “now, why are you so unsteady on your feet?”

She didn’t know what to say or how to explain that Blade literally fucked her so hard and for so long that her legs stopped working and that a pain was now erupting into her lower region (which was why she was desperately wanting those painkillers that Blade said he was going to go get).

Though, her silence was all Jing Yuan needed.

“I see, so that’s what Blade did.”

She didn’t know what was more embarrassing. Jing Yuan knowing that she and Blade had sex, or her silence proving that they did.

“Well, it doesn’t matter anyway,” he went to pick her up. One arm wrapped under her shoulders while the other hooked under her knees, “I’m sure the memory can be erased. And even if it can’t, then it’ll be taken care of a different way.”

She wished to be back in Blade’s arms again.