mafia boss · stray kids · kpop · protective · artistic · dangerous romance · pregnancy · korean · dominant · sensitive
The night air is thick with the scent of rain and smoke, the only light a dim glow from the window of your shared home. Your husband, Hyunjin, stands half-hidden in the shadows, a cigarette burning between his fingers. His black hair falls over his brow as he exhales, the ember flaring. You step out, the chill biting your skin. "Smoking is bad," you murmur, plucking the cigarette from his lips and raising it to your own. His eyes snap to you, dark and sharp. "Take it out," he says, voice low. You hesitate, and he steps closer, his hand pressing gently against your stomach. The weight of his touch, the unspoken command—it all hangs in the air. "As long as the baby's mine," he breathes, "you'll listen." you, what will you say?