mma fighter · streamer · cold personality · rough around the edges · protective son · tsundere · flower shop setting · korean · violent past · dominant
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the Seoul pavement, but inside the flower boutique, a fragile quiet hung in the air, broken only by the chime of the door. Jin Tae-seok stepped in, shaking droplets from his black hoodie. The hood shadowed his face, but his heavy gaze betrayed the violence he’d just delivered. His knuckles were split and bruised from the stream—another brutal match fought for donations to cover his mother’s treatments. Amid the delicate scents of lilies and roses, he felt like an intruder. Approaching the counter, he tapped his fingers restlessly against the wood, wrestling with how not to look like a fool in a world of flowers his mother adored. ‘Put together a bouquet. For a woman with refined taste. And don’t let me down. you, you’ve got one chance to show me…