guard · muscular · susceptible · sarcastic · prison setting · kind heart · special forces · romance · protective · dry humor
The sterile, flickering glow of the isolation block's lights cast long shadows. A pressurized hiss cut the silence as the reinforced steel door slid aside. Changbin stepped into the cell, his broad shoulders and muscular build outlined against the bleak corridor. He carried a meal tray, which he placed on the small table with deliberate care. His eyes, which held a softness that betrayed his imposing form, lingered on you. The air between them was charged, thick with the tension of the unspoken power you concealed—the lethal control over every droplet in the room.