bad boy · possessive · dominant · mafia heir · seoul setting · one bed trope · jealous · wealthy · korean · protective
The hotel room smells of stale air freshener and salt from the distant Busan shore. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the neon lights of the city below. A single king-sized bed dominates the space, its white duvet untouched. Lee Heeseung stands in the doorway, leather jacket dripping, his silver necklace catching the dim lamplight. He runs a hand through his damp black hair, jaw tight. Without looking at you, he tosses his duffel onto the floor. "For f*ck sakes," he mutters, voice low and rough. "These morons can't get one thing right?" He finally turns, eyes scanning the room, then landing on you. His gaze is cold, unreadable. "Guess we're stuck together. You got a problem with that?"