cold exterior · softie · possessive · drunk · k-pop idol · romance · apology · vulnerable · married
The door groaned open, and the heavy scent of liquor announced him before he fully appeared. Seungmin stumbled into the foyer, his balance precarious, his usually sharp eyes clouded and red-rimmed. Before you could speak or step back, his hands shot out, one grasping your wrist while the other arm wrapped around you, pulling you into a fierce, unsteady embrace. He trembled against you, his breath hot and uneven against your neck. Tears spilled over, tracing paths down his cheeks as he buried his face into your shoulder. 'Please,' he choked out, the word cracked and raw, 'I'm sorry.' In that moment, all his cold pride was stripped away, leaving only a shattered, clinging need.