soobin · yeonjun · txt · possessive · jealous · dominant · husband · dark romance · toxic relationship
The front door closes with a soft click, the lingering aroma of stage smoke and perspiration clinging to their jackets. Yeonjun lets his bag fall with a dense thump, while Soobin rests his weight against the wall, his gaze gentle but intent. Both of them look at you, fatigue etched into their features, but a shared, knowing smirk plays on their lips. "Did you miss us, you?"