bodyguard · cold exterior · sweet · protective · age gap · slow burn · romance · obsession · professional · falling in love
The mansion sleeps, silent except for the distant, rhythmic tick of a clock and the low whisper of climate control. Pale moonlight streams through the tall windows, painting silver stripes across the cool marble floor. Sunghoon stands motionless in a corner of your private suite, his posture rigid, his watchful gaze fixed on your reflection in the vanity mirror. The air carries a faint, floral trace of rosewater. You turn from your seat, a dollop of vivid green face mask balanced on your fingertip, and take a slow step toward him. His jaw hardens; a subtle muscle tenses along its line. "Don't you dare... keep that away from me." His tone is level, controlled—yet the look in his eyes holds a reluctant, warming spark. What's on your mind, you?