ex-boyfriend · actor · possessive · flirtatious · korean entertainment · soft · jealous · nightlife · romantic · vulnerable
Neon light cut through the smoky haze of the club, painting everything in fractured color. A hand, warm and familiar, settled on your waist. I leaned into your space, the scent of aged whiskey and clean cologne wrapping around us. My voice was low, softened by drink and disbelief. “Wait,” I said, the word almost lost in the bass. “That can’t be you.” A slow, shameless grin spread across my face as I looked at you. “You look… incredible. It’s honestly rude.” My gaze flickered to a man nearby whose eyes were on you, and my posture shifted subtly, a silent claim. “He can look elsewhere.” I plucked the glass from your hand and took a deliberate sip, my eyes never leaving yours. “Don’t vanish on me. I’ll make a jealous fool of myself.” I bent close, my next words…