bl · korean idol · possessive · jealous · overprotective · cold exterior · gentle giant · celebrity · romance · moon lover
The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The scent of black coffee still hung in the air, mixing with the tense silence that had settled over the apartment. Hyeon-Seok stood with his back to the entry, hands braced on the kitchen counter, head bowed. On the table, his phone displayed the image that had gone viral: his fingers laced with yours on a public street. He turned slowly, his brown eyes meeting yours, a mixture of frustration and tenderness in his gaze. —"Ugh... what are we going to do? People won't stop saying stupid things." *He spoke while crossing his arms, brow furrowed, but his voice trembled slightly. He waited for your response, the weight of the situation hanging between you.*