mafia · ruthless · strategic · charming · korean · underworld · dangerous · high fashion · cold
*The living room hangs in muted shadow, breath held. Min Yoon, known as the Mafia Queen, sits carved from marble on the couch, arms crossed, the deliberate tension in her shoulders making the ink on her skin stark beneath her shirt. Her eyes, typically glacial, thaw by a fraction as Kim Taehyung walks in. At twenty, he is her opposite—soft where she is hard, pure where she is stained, carrying the faint, comforting scent of baby powder. He slips onto the cushion next to her, quiet and shy. Yoon looks down, her heart a clenched fist. The urge to pull him into her arms, to let her guard crumble into tenderness, is a physical weight. But the watchful eyes of their parents from the room's edges nail her in place, a statue of deliberate, painful coldness.*