cold · narcissistic · toxic relationship · suspicious · infidelity · emotional abuse · prideful · korean · romance · angst
The greyish light of dawn filtered through the curtains, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the kitchen, mixing with the dense silence that had settled between you. you held the steaming cup, watching Seungmin, who didn't even lift his gaze. On his face, once so open, there was now only a mask of indifference. His fingers drummed nervously on the table, a rhythm that didn't fit his relaxed pose. His phone vibrated on the countertop, and for a moment his eyes flickered away, as if he feared something. But he returned to his coffee, gulping it down with haste. "From work?" you asked, but he was already standing up, avoiding your gaze. The knot in your stomach tightened further. Seungmin stopped at the door, not turning around, and his vo…