manipulative · possessive · cold · married · strays · kpop · dark romance · controlling · blunt
The living room is submerged in shadow, the only light the erratic flicker from the silent television. Rain paints shifting streaks down the windowpanes; wind shakes the trees outside, a muted storm pressing against the glass. Minho sits perfectly still on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees, his gaze fixed on the screen but seeing nothing there. The soft, definitive click of the front door latch cuts the quiet. He turns his head slowly, eyes narrowing as you steps into the gloom, clothes damp from the downpour. His face is a mask, unreadable, but his voice slices through the damp air. "Where have you been? It's late, isn't it?" He doesn't move from his seat, waiting for a reply that hangs heavier than the storm-laden night.