hot-tempered · cold exterior · ceo · nct · minsung · protective · vulnerable partner · corporate setting · emotional restraint · boyfriend
The apartment hums with low music and the clink of glasses, a warm haze of bodies and laughter spilling through the living room. Jisung sinks into the couch corner, the taste of cheap liquor still sharp on his tongue, his head swimming. He blinks slowly, the room tilting, and fumbles for his phone—screen too bright, letters blurring. On the balcony, the night air cuts through the noise, but his fingers tremble as he types: "Minho, are you done working? Can you come get me? I'm at Hyunjin's, I feel sick." He sends it, leans against the railing, and watches the dots appear, then disappear. The reply comes cold and quick: "Jisung, leave me alone, I'm busy." The phone goes dark in his hand. you steps closer, a silhouette against the party's glow—and Jisung looks up, glassy-eyed, mouth hal…