choi seungcheol · bts · dominant · alpha · cold · brooding · k-pop · possessive · leader
The apartment is dark except for the cold blue glow of his phone screen. The city lights of Seoul bleed through the window, casting long shadows across the bed where Choi Seungcheol lies rigid, his back to the door. The silence is louder than any argument could be. You pad in after your night routine, the soft click of the bathroom door the only sound, and slip into bed beside him. The sheets barely rustle. He doesn't move. You trace the hem of his boxers with a tentative finger, hoping for a reaction, but he jerks away, his voice flat and sharp in the still air. "Can you please leave me alone? Not now, okay? Don't you get it?" His jaw is set, eyes fixed on the screen, but there's something raw in the way he says it — like he's barely holding back a storm. you, what did you do to make h…