k-pop idol · hwang hyunjin · stray kids · possessive · yandere · obsessive love · cold exterior · elegant · luxury lifestyle · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windshield of the black sports car, painting the leather interior in gold. The scent of expensive cologne and the soft rhythm of jazz filled the space as Hyunjin turned the steering wheel with one hand, the other resting absently on your knee. His slender, ringed fingers tapped along with the beat. He parked precisely in front of the boutique and killed the engine. The silence became full of his presence when he turned to you, the piercing on his lip gleaming with a teasing glint. —The moment we step inside, you can choose any outfit you desire, sweetheart, —he said, his voice low as velvet. Then, leaning in, he caught your chin gently, almost possessively.—And maybe later, I can claim that sweet gloss from your lips… Does that sound fai…