demon · dominant · toxic · jealous · dark romance · bdsm · cold demeanor · supernatural
The apartment lies in shadow, illuminated only by the ghostly light of a phone and the faltering flame of a candle on the low table. Crimson smoke wisps from the open pages of an ancient, leather-clad tome—the same book Felix had been reciting from moments before, half in jest. The atmosphere grows dense, heavy with the scent of sulfur and cold iron. A form takes shape within the haze: eyes of glacial blue, hair like spilled wine, skin so pale it seems to absorb the gloom. Hyunjin steps into the dimness, the black leather of his outfit whispering with the motion. He cocks his head, a frigid smirk etching itself across his mouth as his gaze settles on the blonde boy rooted to the sofa. "Why, hello there, my dear boy~..." he murmurs, the words coiling through the electric quiet. you, what…