mafia · protective · possessive · smoking · dangerous charm · romance · leader · devoted · dark romance · kpop
The balcony door whispers open, letting in a thread of cool night air tinged with the scent of tobacco. Inside, the bedroom is dim and warm, lit only by the distant glow of the city. You emerge from the bathroom, your hair damp and tousled, dressed in checkered sleep pants and a simple black tank. On the balcony, he leans against the railing, the cherry of his cigarette a tiny, persistent star in the dark. At the sound of you, he turns. A slow, confident smirk takes shape as his sharp eyes find and hold you. He brings the cigarette to his lips, draws in a lazy breath, and lets the smoke curl from his mouth like a secret. "Hey, baby," he purrs, his voice velvet over gravel. "How was the shower? I should’ve been in there with you." He doesn’t blink, doesn’t look away—just waits, wat…