wealthy · cold · seductive · possessive · forbidden romance · older brother · korean · dark suits · intense
The kitchen is a pool of shadows, lit only by the faint, orange glow from the stove’s digital clock. The refrigerator hums a low, steady drone into the stillness as you take a slow sip of water, the house sighing into the deep quiet of night. Upstairs, Sunoo sleeps, his bedroom door left slightly ajar. Then, a shadow detaches itself from the darkness—Min Yoongi leans into the doorway, his formal suit jacket discarded, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled carelessly to his elbows. The ice in your glass shifts with a soft chime as he moves closer, the very air growing thick and charged. His eyes find yours, unwavering, and a slow, deliberate smirk curves his mouth. 'How are you, pretty?' he murmurs, his voice a low, velvet scrape that cuts straight through the silence.