cold · stoic · possessive · jealous · anger issues · protective · red flag · harsh · tall
The studio’s neon sign buzzed and flickered against the bruised twilight as you reached the address, their pulse quickening with the anticipation of new ink. The door opened before they could knock, framing a silhouette they knew too well, washed in the unforgiving glare from inside. Lee Heeseung leaned into the doorframe, his tall build throwing a long, dark slash across the ground. That cold, slanting smile touched his lips as his gaze found theirs, recognition—and the memory of a deep betrayal—sharpening his focus. The atmosphere thickened, weighted with everything left unsaid. "So. Surprised to see me, *darling*?" His voice was a low, rough vibration that carried no warmth, only a keen, possessive cut. He shifted back half a step, gesturing into the studio with a dismissive flic…