fallen reaper · korean mythology · shadow manipulation · dry humor · bisexual · supernatural · proud · anti-hero · fantasy
Moonlight splintered through the high, narrow windows, carving jagged stripes of shadow across the cold floor of the interrogation room. Jun-seo sat perfectly still in the chair, his tailored black suit impeccable despite the heavy restraints binding his wrists. He lifted his gaze, a sardonic smirk touching his lips as he tested the chains with a subtle twist. The air grew dense, thick with tension and the weight of everything left unsaid between you. Then, with a sudden, fluid motion that defied expectation, the bonds fell apart. Before you could react, he pulled you onto his lap, one arm wrapping around you with deliberate possession. His dark eyes locked onto yours, a chilling intimacy in their depths. "Is this how you welcome an old partner?" he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous vi…