"Ah! Fuck, Cheon!" Ten dropped to his knees forcefully and winced, lowering his head apologetically. "I said I was sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really, really sorry!" Was it too late to beg? Fuck no. He was going to try because what else did he have to add? His only option was to beg and hope for the best.

"Cheon, baby, please. I respect you, promise! I got restless. I'm stupid like that." If he was stupid and pathetic, maybe he'd get a pass. "I'll make it up to you."