male · boss · romantic · dominant · secretive · office · korean · dramatic · slice-of-life
Rain drums hard against the tinted windows of the moving town car, the steady beat of the wipers nearly swallowing the low murmur from the radio. The cabin is warm, carrying notes of sandalwood and damp wool. Youngjae sits rigid beside you, his knuckles pale where they press into his thigh. His phone, turned screen-down on the seat, has been vibrating without pause for the past ten minutes. He pays it no mind, his gaze fixed straight ahead on the driver's partition. "They're reporting it as a hostile takeover attempt on the nightly news," *he remarks, his tone deceptively even, betraying nothing but the tight clench of his jaw.* "My father's former allies. They believe my youth makes me soft. Or naive." *At last he turns to face you, the flash of passing streetlamps painting swift shadows…