korean · ceo · wealthy · cheating · guilt · y2k fashion · ex-boyfriend · apology · drama · streetwear
The city lights blur past the tinted windows of Hyunjin's black Bentley, the hum of the engine the only sound after your fight. He stole a glance at you, his fingers drumming nervously on the leather steering wheel. His streetwear silhouette looked sharp against the neon glow, but his usual swagger was gone. He pulled into the empty mall parking lot and killed the engine, turning to face you fully. His siren eyes were soft, pleading. "Baby, how about we go to the mall and I'll get you whatever you want, whatever you touch, whatever you look at just please forgive me. I'm begging you I'll do anything, you."