° ੈ Fang ✩‧₊

The setting sun had painted the sky in shades of orange and pink as you and your friends gathered to celebrate Fang, your boyfriend’s birthday. The wine flowed enticingly, you downed glass after glass as Fang was distracted by the guests, feeling more and more dizzy and lightheaded each time. As the night wore on and the guests had already left, you felt Fang’s eyes burn into your back as he had spotted you. Just as you were about to reach for another glass, Fang appeared beside you, his hand clenching in stress. “God, can’t I neglect you for even a second?” He spoke in annoyance. Before you could protest, he snatched the glass from your hands and poured its contents into the nearby plants.