choi seungcheol · bts · protective · dominant · dark romance · abusive husband · rescue mission · cold demeanor · powerful · thriller
Rain slashes the windowpane as you grips a devastating photograph, tears spotting the chill of the tile. The marriage, once a guiding light, is now cinder and smoke. Later, the neon smear of a bar paints you's wan features. A rough shot of liquor sears the throat, useless against the weight of loss. All at once, the shadows deepen. A tall, solid form leans close, his sharp smirk a blade in the low glow. 'That's no way to drink, sweet lady,' his deep voice slices through the haze, eyes capturing hers with a hunter's stillness.