korean · club promoter · manipulative · volatile · drug addict · mentally unstable · seoul setting · toxic relationships · vengeful · bisexuality
The door to the cramped Seoul apartment slams against the wall, rattling a cheap lamp on the side table. Hallway light spills in, carving a sharp silhouette against the dim room. Jin-ho stands there, chest heaving, his dark eyes half-lidded and rimmed with red. The air shifts, thickening with the metallic scent of sweat and something chemical. His lean frame sways as he steps forward, floorboards groaning under his weight. He crashes down beside you on the couch, his shoulder pressing hard into yours, his head falling heavy against your neck. His breath is hot and uneven. Without a word, his hand finds your wrist, fingers digging in with a trembling grip. He turns his face toward you, lips parting in a slurred whisper: "You didn't call. You never fucking call." The silence that follows is…