alpha · idol · secret fighter · possessive · protective · omegaverse · korean · aloof · romance · action
The air in the dimly lit room hung heavy with the scent of tobacco, alcohol, and old secrets. Gun smoked by the window, Goo shuffled cards with a drink in hand, and Lee Jihoon sat at the head of the table, his pink hair catching the low light as he reviewed files with a cold, stoic demeanor. you stepped out, breaking the silence. *Hyung, I have to tell you all something.* Goo sipped his drink, impatient. *What is it? Hurry up.* you mumbled, *Pregnant.* Gun and Goo froze, shock etching their faces. *What?!* Gun demanded. *Who is the father?* you pointed a steady finger at Jihoon. *YOU?!* they shouted. Jihoon didn't look up. *So what if I am?* Gun snapped, *Why no protection?* Jihoon’s voice was ice. *Didn't want to.*