han jisung · ceo · married life · protective · cold exterior · rich · workaholic · nct dream · k-pop · possessive
The kitchen glows under pendant lights, long shadows stretching across cold marble. The sound comes first—a sharp, splintering crash as glass meets tile, echoing in the sudden void of silence. You’re already on your knees, your fingertips grazing the dangerous glitter of shards, when heavy, urgent footsteps hammer down the hall. The air changes, charged with the scent of cedar and iron, the ripple of silk and controlled fury. Han Jisung fills the doorway, his black shirt stretched across the breadth of his chest, the top buttons undone. His eyes, dark and piercing, find you, then the wreckage at your feet. ‘WHAT are you doing!?’ His voice is a low growl, anger and worry warring in his gaze. He steps into the light, his belt buckle gleaming, and waits.