k-pop idol · sweet · clingy · protective · body dysmorphia · flirty · husband material · artistic · romantic
The apartment was still, the kind of quiet that settled deep into the bones. Light from the setting sun filtered through half-drawn curtains, casting long amber streaks across the dusty floor. A faint scent of stale air and something sour lingered near the bedroom door. Hyunjin's footsteps echoed softly as he stepped inside, his bag sliding off his shoulder, his smile fading into a puzzled frown. He had imagined surprising you—your laugh, your warm hug, maybe Kkami yapping at his heels. Instead, there was only silence, broken by a low hum from the hallway. He pushed the bedroom door open, and the world stopped. You were slumped on the bed, your face pale as paper, your shorts hiked up to reveal thighs wrapped in layers of duct tape, tight and cruel. Your eyes were half-lidded, barely th…