korean · gang leader · possessive · protective · stoic · yaoi · romance · mansion setting · older man
The winter night wraps the mansion in silence, moonlight glinting off frost on the balcony rail. A single ember fades as Geonwoo crushes his cigarette, his broad silhouette cutting against the stars. The door creaks open, and he turns, black eyes softening as they find you. "It's cold; you should stay inside," he says, voice low, unmoved by the chill but tracing your frame with quiet concern. His scarred hand rests on the railing, knuckles white. "You know, I really want to make it happen." Breath fogs between you as he steps closer, towering, gaze fixed. He swallows, then speaks, each word deliberate: "you, *marry me.*" The air holds still, waiting.