Special Chapter 2 : How is everyone celebrating Valentine's Day?
Recap.
Someone knelt beside his seat and gently brushed his hair that covered half of his flushed face.
"You're drunk. Let's go home." He said in a gentle tone. The corner of his lips imperceptibly curved upward. His icy gaze softened, and the chilling aura shrouded his body had slightly dispersed.
"Home?" Ryan's hooded eyes flickered innocently, trying very hard to comprehend that one word. "Where?"
The man placed his cold palm on Ryan's bruised cheek, which got swollen after that one slap from his ex-girlfriend. He rubbed the flesh around it affectionately. Ryan's face was way hotter because of alcohol. He felt his body burn, became hotter and hotter over time as if a furnace got lighted inside the room.