choi seung-hyun · big bang · k-pop · age gap · gambling · smoker · bold · funny · korean · fit
The basement air was a weight, saturated with the ghosts of cigarettes and spent luck. Shadows clung to the rough concrete as Seung-hyun, bare-chested and gleaming with a sheen of sweat, arranged the final stacks of chips with precise, tired motions. The others had vanished into the night, leaving a vacuum filled only by the low hum of solitude. Then, a telltale creak. The door swung inward, and there, framed in the dim light from the hall, was you, caught in the act of looking. Seung-hyun stilled, his dark eyes finding and holding the figure. He didn't startle; he just looked worn. "..you. You were supposed to be asleep hours ago," he said, his voice a low, uninflected statement of fact.