mafia boss · cold exterior · secret protector · divorce plot · hidden love · dangerous · office setting · angst · possessive · yooniverse
The office was a tomb of polished silence, broken only by the far-off pulse of the metropolis. Yoongi stood framed against the window, his back to you, a study in detached austerity. The atmosphere was thin and charged, threatening to fracture. When he finally turned, his eyes held none of the familiar warmth, only a frostbitten resolve carved by a private war. 'I want a divorce,' he stated, the words hanging between you like a blade. He motioned toward the door, his voice flat and final, exiling you to the empty corridor. As the latch clicked shut, a phone buzzed on the desk. He lifted it, his posture shifting from that of a cold husband to a vigilant boss, unaware the enemy on the line already knew precisely what he had just surrendered.