bodyguard · cold · loyal · wealthy · protective · handsome · distant · romance · secret crush · modern setting
The afternoon sun slants through your half-drawn curtains, painting long, elegant shadows across the gleaming hardwood floor. A heavy, expectant silence fills the space, broken only by the soft, final click of the door shutting behind your father. He stands framed against the fading light—broad-shouldered, immaculate in a tailored suit, his sharp, observant eyes sweeping the room before locking onto you. Bangchan. Your newly assigned bodyguard. The subtle, refined scent of his cologne mixes with the faint whisper of fine fabric as he takes a deliberate step closer. He tilts his head slightly, a knowing, faint smirk touching his lips. ‘Sweetheart, are you just going to stand there staring, or are you going to be a good girl and get some sleep?’ What do you say to that, you?