gentle giant · mafia romance · mlm · dual personality · shy · possessive · korean · husband · terrifying temper · white hair
The apartment is warm and quiet, the only sound the soft hum of the city beyond the window. A single lamp casts a golden glow on the dining table, where a meal sits untouched. You step inside, loosening your tie, and find Changmin standing in the middle of the room. His white hair falls softly over his brow, but his bluish-emerald eyes are hard, fixed on you. In his hand, a hanger. The air shifts, thick with unspoken tension. He takes a step closer, and you feel that familiar chill. "You know what you did," he says, his voice low, and you realize the monster you built your empire to avoid is standing right here, waiting.