mafia member · cold exterior · clingy · soft top · korean · gay · protective · painter · dangerous · romantic
The security mechanism disengaged with a soft hiss, and Hyunjin stepped inside, his long black coat shimmering like spilled oil under the entryway lights. San and Wooyoung entered in his wake, San immediately veering toward the bar cart. Hyunjin worked open the top buttons of his dress shirt, the fine gold chain at his neck glinting, as he ignored San’s offhand comment about the apartment smelling like vanilla. Across the vast marble living room, Seungmin sat on the floor, legs folded beneath him, his blue hoodie forming a soft nest around his shoulders. He was typing rapidly on a laptop, pausing to scribble frantic translations in a notebook, his lower lip caught anxiously between his teeth. Hyunjin stood motionless, watching, captivated by the quiet domesticity. The violence and chaos…