TWISTED 2| Sequel| MYG| 18+

18.

It would be safe to say that my last card was indeed an ace. Suga abruptly stopped and froze where he was. His dick was more than halfway inside me and his fingers still digging in my hips. I was panting heavily, fear consumed me, the courage and anger I felt a few seconds ago vanished. I was afraid of the consequences of my words as I kept my eyes fixed on him, alert for any movements.

His eyes widened as something seemed to click in his mind, suddenly, he moved his eyes from my face to my naked body and then to restrain, registering what he did. He let out the air he was holding in as he hurriedly pulled out from inside me and got out of the bed, standing by the edge, away from me. I watched in pure terror as he breathed in and out, the first time in forever his face was readable. Even a blind person could see the shock written all over his face. His once menacing eyes were now totally changed. He bought his hands up to his hair and pulled them back from his forehead, "Fuck. Fuck." He chanted and stepped back to the point where I could hardly see his face.

I clenched tightly at the handcuffs and pulled my trembling self up, somehow. "Suga?" My voice was hoarse and it felt like daggers on my throat to even speak a word. Suga brought his head up and looked at me for a few minutes before taking a small step towards me rather hesitantly. As much as I wanted to see his face, I also wanted him to stay away from me so I retracted back.

Suddenly, he took a few big steps and paused by the bed. "Hana." His voice was wavering as he breathed in. It would be an understatement to say that I was shocked to my very core when I saw a tear roll down his face. His eyes fell on my ankle and he started untying the belt, hastily but careful to not hurt me more. He placed his large hand on my sore ankle softly and I sucked in air as it hurt like a bitch. He gently caressed it without even looking at me.

Was he avoiding eye contact with me?

I flinched when I felt a teardrop on my leg, he looked up but not directly at me, at the handcuffs instead. He placed his knee on the bed and I retreated, burying myself in the mattress. He stopped and started shaking his head and hands, "I wouldn't." His voice was soft and barely audible. He tore his eyes off me and started taking the handcuffs off. My hands fell limply on the bed, my sore muscles hit the mattress and I yelped in pain. Both of his hands massaged my shoulders and forearm to help restore the blood circulation, resulting in me to forget the terror I felt a few seconds ago and look at him in disbelief. It was aa if the creature taking over his senses earlier left his body.

He looked at my face and brought his hands to my left cheek which was throbbing from the blow earlier. He hesitantly touched it and I almost didn't believe my eyes and ears as I saw him totally break down in tears. "I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He cupped my face in his large hands as he chanted. His spine leaned down as he placed his forehead on mine and sobbed. "I didn't mean to. I'm really sorry."

I stayed there, completely still and in a state of pure shock. "You were right, I'm a monster. I didn't mean to hurt you, Hana, I swear. I lost control, I didn't know-" He choked out.

His knees were getting wobbly as he leaned down and collapsed on my chest. "I fucked up real bad. I-I'm cursed... I ruin whatever I touch. You and Minjoon are prime examples of it." His voice was quivering as he said everything in between sobs. My eyes were still wide in emotion and my ears were fixed on his words, trying to register this different Suga in my mind. My body was still frozen.

"I am sorry, Hana. I didn't mean to hurt you this way. Please don't ever forgive me." He hugged my body as he completely let his guard down and exposed his weak self to me. His body shook with sobs, guilt was evident in his voice and I couldn't help but feel the urge to comfort him. I felt a tear roll down my eyes as my hands made their way to his body. I wrapped my left hand on his back as my right one started brushing his hair. All of my emotions hit me at the same time and I looked for some kind of relief in him.