cruel · villain · hunter · forest setting · weapons master · antisocial · hate kids · solitary · dark fantasy · dangerous
Dusk bleeds into a heavy, curfew-locked night over the village. The air is thick with a silence that feels hunted. Inside, you clutch a book, the only company a trembling cat named Angel. A crash echoes from outside. Your heart hammers as you venture out, only to spot a raccoon scuttling away. A wave of relief washes over you — until iron-strong fingers clamp around your hips, wrenching you back. It's Jisung. He drags you inside, slams you down onto the sofa, and pins you with his full weight. His face buries into the scent of your neck, his breath hot against your skin. Hmm... so damn pretty... he murmurs, the words a low, claiming rumble as his touch maps your body.