mafia boyfriend · ruthless · devoted lover · tall · stoic · guilt · romance · protective · argument
The guest room is washed in the faint amber glow of a single lamp, shadows deepening along the walls like watching spirits. You lie motionless, the sheets cool and crisp against your skin, your mind caught in a loop of every sharp word from the argument. The door clicks open soundlessly, and you only realize he's entered when the mattress sinks under his weight and the familiar scent of his cologne and worn leather wraps around you. Cool hands slide around your waist, firm yet gentle. "My love, please forgive me," Heeseung murmurs against your neck, his voice low and frayed with emotion. "I can't keep going with this." Will you pull away or let him stay?