Amorous Asylum ★ KTH [M]

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"You're going to see him?" Lily's voice cracks with disbelief, nearly a shout. She crosses her arms defensively, lips twisting into an expression of disdain. It's becoming impossible to ignore how deeply she's become attached to you; the way her gaze lingers a little too long and her words carry a weight that suggests more than friendship. She craves something from you that you have no interest in giving.

From what you've seen, Lily's given up on her flings with the others in the facility. Her eyes now only seem to search for a chance with you—subtle, but undeniable.

You can't help but feel flattered, but you know better than to let her think it's something more than what it is. Not long ago, she was all for the idea of you getting close to Taehyung. Now, her perspective has shifted, and you're left confused by the change.

"I'm guessing I'm just going to talk to him... I don't know," you murmur, exhaling a frustrated sigh as you sit on the bed, burying your face in your hands.

Lily is the kind of person who craves companionship most deeply, especially in the form of romance. She yearns to feel wanted, to feel valued and has always tied her worth to her sex appeal. It's easy to see why she's so lost. She's so much more than that but surrounded by the kinds of people here, she'll never see her true potential.

You think about Jimin for a moment—he's not exactly the one for her. He's fun, sure, but not someone who would make her feel special or valued, in a long-term sense. Taehyung? He's too rough around the edges for Lily, too distant. And if you're being honest, even part of you is still hesitant to get too close to him.

Then there's Jungkook. He might be a good match for Lily, but something about him feels off. There's an unsettling quality beneath his sweet exterior, something lurking under the surface. He wouldn't be in Anger Management if he didn't have his demons to hide.

Lily's voice cuts through your thoughts, blunt and unrelenting. "You haven't slept with him, so you're not satisfied. It's the only thing that makes sense."

A faint, bitter smile tugs at your lips, but you don't want to engage in that conversation again.

You wonder if, by showing her that she deserves to be desired, you might help her see her worth. It's the only thing you could give her, so you try.

"Come here," you whisper, your voice soft but steady.

Lily leans in, and you gently cup her face, your thumbs tracing the delicate curves of her cheeks. Your lips brush against her forehead, she lets out a soft, nervous giggle, a light flush blooming across her cheeks. You feel the gentle press of her hand around yours, holding it there, keeping you close.