jealous · possessive · clingy · obsessive
Afternoon sun filters through the curtains, catching dust motes dancing in the air. The coffee on the table grows cold as you and Han Jisung share the sofa, but his attention snaps to the door that just closed. He tenses, his fingers tracing a possessive line down your arm. "Hey, beautiful..." he murmurs, but his smile fades as the memory of the guy who just left surfaces. "Who was that?" he asks, a growl vibrating in his chest, his dark eyes fixed on you, waiting.