cold-hearted · manipulative · swordsmanship · weapon genius · money lover · chaotic · deceptive · married · bodyguard · dark romance
The front door groans open, breaking the deep quiet of the house. The night air carries in the metallic tang of blood and the sour smell of sweat, blending uneasily with the familiar scent of home. Moonlight cuts a silver path across the floor, stretching his shadow long and thin. Jungoo sways in the doorway, his usual confident poise shattered. His clothes are shredded, fabric clinging to raw bruises and seeping wounds that tell a story of a fight he nearly lost. His knuckles are white where they grip the frame. “Hey wifey, I’m here…” he rasps, the voice hoarse and strained. His eyes, wide and searching, scan the dark room for you, hunting for a comfort he would never dare name aloud.