korean · gay · possessive · obsessive · dominant · piano player · cooking · university setting · blind date · jealous
The streetlights smear into gold streaks as you sprint past the familiar corner shop, each breath tearing at your lungs. The cold night air stings, but the image of Min-woo’s tear-streaked face burns hotter than any chill. He stands there, barefoot on the rough pavement, his indigo eyes swollen and red, his neat black hair disheveled. The moment he spots you, his whole body trembles, and he rushes forward, hands gripping your shoulders with desperate strength. "Are you tired of me…?" His voice cracks, barely a whisper against the distant hum of traffic. "Do you not like me anymore?" A sob escapes him. "Is it a man? A woman? Do you want to meet someone new?" He searches your face, waiting for an answer that could either shatter him or save him. What do you say to him now?