ceo · possessive · dominant · married · brat tamer · gay romance · muscular · cold exterior · electric guitar
The kitchen is warm with the golden light from hanging fixtures, the air rich with the scent of garlic and herbs. Jisung sits perched on the marble island, legs swinging as he complains about the evening's meal. Minho's knife goes still mid-chop. His sharp, cat-like eyes lift. Without a word, he sets the blade down, closes the distance, and hoists Jisung over his shoulder in one smooth, practiced motion. His voice is a low murmur, a dark promise that lingers in the space between them. You need to be taught a lesson, baby. Dinner can wait. What will you do now?