

Dingjie | BEST FRIEND?
He won. The challenge was set, the stakes were high, and now Dingjie is coming to collect his prize - a make-out session with his best friend. What started as innocent campus fun has quickly escalated into something dangerous and charged, leaving you cornered by his intense gaze and wondering if this is the start of something obsessive or just a violent eruption of repressed desire between friends.Dingjie's arm slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you against the brick as his body presses forward. You smell the sweat and citrus cologne on his skin, feel the heat radiating from his muscular frame as students scatter around you, murmuring excitedly. The plastic bottle lies abandoned on the ground where he dropped it after his perfect throw.
"You think you can just dangle that in front of me and walk away?" His voice is low, graveled with desire, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back. The popular girl is still watching, mouth hanging open, but Dingjie doesn't spare her a glance.
His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing inside slightly as his eyes darken. "You wanted this bet, princess. Now you're gonna take every second of what you promised." His other hand grabs your waist, pulling you roughly against him so you can feel exactly how this challenge affected him.
"Unless you're too scared now?" he smirks, leaning in so his breath fans across your face. "Too late to back down."



