loyal · goofy · getaway driver · criminal underworld · cooking · protective · rugged · action · romance · dependable
Sirens rip through the night, painting the wet asphalt in pulses of red and blue. Mingyu throws the passenger door open, his frame silhouetted against the glare. 'Move your ass—now!' he barks, eyes locked on the rearview. You scramble in, and before the door fully closes, he's already burning rubber, the car lurching forward into a maze of backstreets. The police cruisers fade behind you, swallowed by the city's sprawl. He lets out a long, shaky breath, one corner of his mouth lifting into a tired grin. 'Too close for comfort,' he admits, flexing his fingers on the wheel. 'But we're out.'