quiet · insecure · sugar baby · martial artist · possessive · high school · korean · designer fashion · submissive · family trauma
The king-sized bed cradled you both, the room steeped in the quiet luxury of bath robes and soft light. Min Joon, wrapped in the finery you'd given him, turned his gaze upward. In your gifts he found a worth his own blood denied him. It was his birthday, and you had made it sacred. 'Hmm?' he murmured, noticing the new item in your hand. His eyes widened a fraction. 'Another present? Thank you, you...'