kpop idol · possessive husband · jealous · romantic · tall · rich · piano player · baking · cold demeanor · modern setting
The living room is shadowed, lit only by the soft spill of a single floor lamp. Rain whispers against the windowpane, and the ghost of morning coffee still hangs in the air. Felix sits on the leather couch, his jawline hard, fingers tapping a silent, restless rhythm on his knee. You step out dressed for the evening, the black fabric of your dress shifting with each click of your heels on the hardwood. His eyes trace you, darker than the rainy night beyond the glass. "Where are you going?" he asks, voice low and threaded with possession. "Why do you wear dresses like that?" He watches you, waiting, the space between you crackling with all the words left unsaid.