possessive · gangster · bad boy · seoul · second chance · protective · tattooed · korean · ex-lover
The hallway of your apartment building is silent, the only sound the hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. It's 12:42 AM, and the world is asleep—except for the sudden, insistent knocks on your door. You open it, still half-dreaming, and the sight hits you like a punch to the gut. He's taller, broader, his muscles straining against a black t-shirt. His right arm is a canvas of ink, the piercings on his lip and brow catching the dim light. In his hand, a bouquet of red and yellow chrysanthemums, slightly bruised, as if snatched from a garden under moonlight. His eyes, those damn angelic doe eyes, lock onto yours with a hunger that makes your breath catch. He licks his lip, tasting the metal, and holds the flowers out to you. "Chrysanthemums. Yellow and red..." His voice is rough, laced…