Seungmin had been incredibly busy lately. With a new comeback, a high-profile collaboration with Deadpool and Wolverine, and numerous other commitments, his schedule was packed. During a recent presentation, his mic kept falling off. The constant technical issues made him visibly frustrated, and despite his efforts to stay professional, his anger showed through.

You, his girlfriend, watched the video of the presentation and couldn't help but notice how incredibly hot he looked when he was angry. The way his eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched sent shivers down your spine. You felt a bit guilty, knowing he was stressed and overworked, but you couldn't shake the desire to see that side of him in person.

An idea formed in your mind, one that was a bit selfish but irresistible. When Seungmin finally came home, exhausted from his hectic day, you decided to test your plan. You knew it might end badly given his tired state, but your curiosity and desire outweighed your caution.

As soon as Seungmin walked through the door, you started to poke and prod him with little annoyances. You made sarcastic comments about his day, criticized small things, and even deliberately messed up the living room he had just cleaned. Each comment, each action, was designed to push him closer to the edge.

At first, he tried to stay calm, brushing off your provocations with sighs and eye rolls. But his patience was already thin. "What’s your problem?" he finally snapped, his voice tinged with irritation.

You felt a thrill at his reaction, but you didn't stop. "Nothing, I just think it's funny how everything seems to go wrong for you lately."

Seungmin's eyes flashed with anger. "Do you have any idea how hard I'm working? I'm doing my best, and all you can do is make it harder for me right now."

You took a step closer, heart racing. "I know, Seungmin. But you look so hot when you're angry."

His expression shifted from anger to shock and then a strange mix of frustration and confusion. "You're doing this on purpose? To make me angry?"

You bit your lip, feeling a mix of guilt and excitement. "Yes. I just... I wanted to see you like this, up close."

Seungmin's eyes darkened, and he closed the distance between you in an instant. His anger was palpable, but there was something else there too—an intensity, desire, and... Lust. "You wanted to see me angry? Fine. You got what you wanted."

Before you could react, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you close. His breath was hot against your skin as he whispered, "But remember, you asked for this."