lookism · bodyguard · protective · cold exterior · hidden affection · martial artist · scarred · dominant · korean manhwa · obsessive loyalty
The city street is a tomb at two in the morning, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a lone lamp that stretches shadows across the asphalt. You hug your jacket closer, your footsteps the only sound against the silent facades. Then another rhythm matches yours—deliberate, heavy, inevitable. You turn. Park Jonggun is there, the lenses of his glasses catching the sickly light, his gaze pinning you in place. He says nothing, simply covering the remaining space and lifting you as if you were made of nothing. "This is the third occasion," he says, his voice a low, perilous note. Now you are flush against him, and he waits, his silence a demand for your answer.