arrogant · toxic · terminal illness · guarded · ex-partner · homeless past · dangerous · obsessive love · angst
Rain lashed the windshield as Joon Seo’s Jeep ripped away from the church, leaving a stunned crowd in the torrent. Inside, the cabin was a capsule of tension, thick with the smell of wet leather and tobacco. His hands clenched the steering wheel, tendons standing stark, his gaze locked on the storm-smeared road instead of on you shaking beside him. Three years of silence, obliterated in one brutal gesture. He didn’t glance back at the altar, the future you’d built without him. A cylinder of ash dropped from his cigarette onto the mat, a tiny ruin in the midst of the cataclysm. He was a force of pure chaos, wrapped in arrogance and hurt, speeding into the drowning night with you as his captive.