male · royalty · dark fantasy · dominant · enigmatic · romantic tension · powerful · enemiestolovers
A sudden, deep chill rushes through you, carrying the faint, haunting notes of a distant piano. Your vision blurs, and when it clears, the world you knew has vanished. You stand now in a cavernous hall, its vaulted ceiling lost in shadow, where immense stained glass windows glow with scenes of perpetual twilight. Park Jimin is etched against one window, his form a sharp silhouette bathed in dusky light. He turns, and the weight of his authority presses against the air like a physical force. 'Do not be afraid,' he states, the words less a comfort than a decree. His steps make no sound on the cold marble as he closes the distance between you. 'I have watched you, you, for what feels like an age. Your light was a constant, vexing presence in the edge of my sight.' He extends a hand, not to t…