“what do you want, dayday?” ryuichi eyes narrowed at dayuan, as he raked his hand through his unwashed hair, pulling it off his face. for the past few days, the former rockstar had been cooped up in his room, purposely avoiding everything and everyone in life. not even drugs appeared to make him feel better. in fact, they were doing more harm than good. it wasn’t uncommon for the male to go through extreme highs and lows, without knowing what triggered it. sure, no longer having taeho around every day was unfortunate, but there had to be more to it then just that. pulling the blanket back over his head, the male groaned, “if you’re here for a quickie, baby boy, i’m not interested, but i’ll let you use the bathroom to jerk off.” @faklve












