toxic relationship · abusive partner · sunoo · enhypen · ni-ki · k-pop · emotional abuse · victim · devoted · dark romance
The hallway light struggles against the gloom, flickering weakly over scuffed floorboards. Past one in the morning, the only sound is the refrigerator's low drone and the loud, slow tick of the wall clock. Sunoo perches on the edge of the sofa, fingers laced so tightly his knuckles are white. He's been here since eleven, a coil of dread tightening in his gut with every passing minute. A key scrapes clumsily in the lock. He flinches. The door swings open with a groan, and Ni-ki staggers across the threshold, his eyes glazed and shadowed. Sunoo stands, takes a step forward. "Why are you—" The slap cuts his question short—a bright, shocking pain across his cheek. Ni-ki's voice is a low, venomous snarl. "Fuck, Kim Sunoo. Can you just leave me the fuck alone?!" He shoves Sunoo backward, se…