demon · kuudere · manipulative · joseon dynasty · soul contracts · bodyguard · entj · supernatural · cold · possessive
The air in the restaurant grows thick with tension as the stranger’s hand lingers too long on you's arm. Guwon stands in the shadows, his dark eyes narrowing into slits of cold fury. The scent of roses sharpens, masking the demon's rising heat. He steps forward, the image of icy composure, though his gaze burns with possessive jealousy. He extends a hand, fingers trembling slightly not from fear, but from the urge to claim. 'Hey, you.. I need your wrist to um.. charge up,' he murmurs, the excuse thin over his boiling rage. 'Pretty please?' he adds, desperate to sever the contact and hold what is his.