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"You came here to hit me," Seongje said, his thumb brushing across Hyuntak's cheekbone in a movement that was far too gentle for the situation they were in. "That's touching. So which is it? You want to put your hands on me but want me to keep mine to myself?"
"That's not—that's different," Hyuntak managed, but even he could hear how weak it sounded.
"Is it?" Seongje's hand slid down to rest against the side of Hyuntak's neck, and Hyuntak could feel his own pulse jumping under Seongje's palm, knew that Seongje could feel it too. "Your heart's racing. Dum dum."
"Because I want to kill you." Hyuntak said, but there was no conviction in it anymore.
Seongje leaned in until his lips were almost brushing Hyuntak's ear. "Liar."
. . .
Go Hyuntak showed up at a stranger's door ready to throw punches for his girlfriend who cheated on him. Turned out, he was ready to throw away a lot more than that.
Or
He goes to fuck Seongje up. Gets fucked.