Intro.
It was almost as if Heeseung was made for you— specifically made to put you in your place when you stepped out of line. He was always good with handing your attitude, getting you to calm down in some ways working better than others. It could’ve been the tiny arguments you’d start over absolutely nothing, or the childish comments you would throw his way, yet whatever it was, he couldn’t get enough of it. God, there was nothing Heeseung loved more than riling you up, watching your snarky remarks turn into full blow insults, finally letting loose and getting on his last fucking nerve. Only then would he turn to face you, narrowed eyes glossing over your face already plastered with regret. He wouldn’t bring himself to tear his gaze away from your pouty lips, trembling just slightly under the heat of his glare.
Of course, having been with you for so long, he knew you better than you knew yourself. If speaking to you like a civil human being didn’t work out, he’d fuck you nice and ro