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Pretty doctor |sunki|
Chapter 25
Sunoo's breath came in ragged, uneven gasps. His back pressed against the cold wall, his fingers trembling where they rested on his thighs. His skin still burned where Riki had touched him, phantom traces of his grip lingering, haunting.
The room felt too empty now, but the air still carried himâthe scent of Riki, the heat of him, the sound of his voice like a whisper curling around his thoughts.
Sunoo exhaled sharply, pressing the heel of his palm against his temple. He needed to think. He needed to clear his head.
But it was impossible when his body still ached from the weight of Riki against him, when his lips still tingled from where he imagined Rikiâs breath had brushed too close.
This wasnât just dangerous. It was madness.
He needed to stop this.
He needed to stop him.
Sunoo forced himself to move, his legs unsteady as he pushed off the floor. He crossed the room to his desk, hands shaking as he yanked open the drawer, searching for somethingâanythingâthat could help him think.
He found his notebook. The one filled with notes, records, plansâplans that he had abandoned the second Riki had stepped back into his life.
He flipped it open, his gaze scanning over the pages.
The asylum.
That was where Riki belonged.
Sunoo clenched his jaw. He needed to get Riki back there.
But how?
Riki wasnât stupid. He knew Sunoo better than anyone, knew how he thought, how he planned. He would see through anything too obvious.
Sunoo needed to be careful.
He needed to be patient.
His fingers tightened around the notebook as he started mapping it out.
He would let Riki think he was winning.
Let him believe Sunoo wanted him here.
Let him believe that Sunoo wanted him, period.
And thenâ
Sunoo swallowed.
Then he would lead him back.
Back to the place where he belonged.
A shiver ran down his spine.
He knew it wouldnât be easy. Riki was unpredictable, always three steps ahead. But if he played his cards rightâif he let himself sink into the role Riki expectedâ
Maybe, just maybe, he could end this.
But then, why did that thought make his chest ache?
Why did the idea of losing Riki again feel more terrifying than keeping him close?
Sunoo squeezed his eyes shut. No. He couldnât afford to think like that.
This wasnât about what he wanted.
This was about what was right.
He needed to end this.
Before it was too late.
The next night, Riki came back.
Sunoo had known he would.
He was waiting when the window creaked open, when the familiar presence filled the room like a shadow slipping into place.
Riki was grinning. He always was.
"Youâre not scared this time," he noted, tilting his head.
Sunoo forced himself to relax, to let his body ease into something less rigid, less hostile. If he wanted this to work, he couldnât fight him. Not yet.
"Iâm tired," he muttered instead.
Riki smirked. "Tired of fighting me?"
Sunoo swallowed.
"Maybe."
Rikiâs gaze flickered with something unreadable, something that made Sunooâs pulse stutter.
Thenâ
He moved.
Slow, deliberate.
Sunoo didnât flinch when Riki closed the space between them, didnât pull away when Rikiâs fingers brushed against his wrist.
He let it happen.
Let Riki think he was surrendering.
"Thatâs new," Riki murmured, his voice lower now, closer.
Sunoo could feel his breath against his cheek, could see the way Rikiâs eyes darkened just slightly, flickering down to his lips.
His stomach twisted.
He knew what Riki wanted.
He knew what Riki thought he wanted.
And maybeâjust maybeâSunoo needed to let him have it.
Just once.
Just enough to make this believable.
So when Riki leaned inâwhen his lips brushed, featherlight, against Sunooâsâ
Sunoo let him.
His breath caught.
Riki was warm. Too warm.
It was barely a kiss, just a whisper of pressure, a lingering touch that sent a sharp, burning ache curling through his chest.
Then Riki pulled back, just enough to look at him. His eyes gleamed with something dangerous, something smug.
"You didnât stop me," he murmured.
Sunoo exhaled slowly, forcing his voice to stay steady.
"Maybe I didnât want to."
Riki grinned.
And just like thatâ
Sunoo had him.
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