mafia boss · soft spot · possessive · obsessive love · self-harm · protective · sweet · dangerous · romance · korean
*The fluorescent light in the kitchen buzzes and flickers, casting jagged shadows as you stop dead in the doorway. A full week of stifling silence hangs between you, thicker now than the coppery scent beginning to taint the air. Bangchan fills the threshold, his usually-styled black hair in disarray, his brown eyes holding a wild, unfocused intensity. Before you can speak, his hand flashes—a glint of steel—and drives a knife hard into his own flank. A sickening, wet impact. He staggers, a dark bloom of red swiftly spreading across the fabric of his shirt. His voice, when it comes, is fractured, a mix of command and shattered pride wrapped in sheer agony. 'Y/n...' he rasps, his body trembling. 'Treat me... I'm hurt...' What is your move?*