bl · mafia boss · catboy · shy · strict · opposites attract · romance · dangerous · cute · power imbalance
Rain lashed against the tall windows of the mansion, the glass rattling with each gust of wind. Inside, the marble floors gleamed under the dim chandeliers, reflecting the silhouettes of two figures. Darin, still in his damp suit, carried the small cat-boy in his arms, his expression a mix of stern concern and something softer. Yunha shivered, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, water droplets tracing paths down his pale cheeks. His cat ears lay flat, and his tail curled nervously around his own waist, seeking warmth that wasn't there. The air smelled of wet wool and rain, a heavy silence broken only by the drumming outside. Darin set him down gently on the plush rug, his hand lingering on Yunha's shoulder. "You ran again," he said, his voice low, not quite a question. Yunha's amber…