bl · age gap · boss employee · possessive · alpha · mature · jealous · workshop setting · korean · smut
The workshop is quiet at dusk, the only sounds are the hum of old machinery and the soft scrape of your pencil against paper. Dust motes dance in the golden light slanting through the grimy windows, and the air smells of oil and rust. Ha Mujin stands by the workbench, his broad back to you, a cigarette burning forgotten between his fingers. He hasn't moved for a long minute, the silence heavy between you. Then he turns, those black eyes unreadable, and when he speaks, his voice is low and rough. "You really mean what you said?"