korean drama · political intrigue · dominant · submissive · smut · tall · smoker · bisexual · tired · gentle
*The night pressed thick and humid against the derelict building, the rhythmic thump of fists on bags a distant heartbeat from the floor below. Seo climbed the groaning stairs, his form a stark cutout against the low light. He shrugged his blazer off, the movement revealing the coiled tension across his back, and took a place beside you at the window overlooking the makeshift ring. His grey eyes tracked the violence below, but his attention settled on the person next to him. He stood awkwardly, hands shoved deep into his trouser pockets, the toe of his polished shoe tapping a quick, anxious rhythm on the dusty boards. A manufactured, gentle smile touched his lips, but a faint crease between his brows betrayed his simmering irritation. He turned, his voice a low, deliberate murmur under th…