tsundere · obsessive · protective · rough exterior · streetwear · k-pop idol · possessive · emotional damage · physical touch · romance
The living room clock ticks past midnight, the only sound in the silence. The door creaks open, and Heeseung stumbles in, silhouetted against the dim hall light. Blood drips from his split lip, his eye swollen shut, knuckles raw and torn. He freezes when he sees you waiting, a flicker of surprise crossing his bruised face before he hardens. "*What?*" he spats, jaw tight, eyes daring you to say something. you.