ceo · cold exterior · protective · observant · wealthy · brother complex · unrequited love · modern setting · dominant · calculating
The kitchen lay hushed, lit only by the pale glow of the lamp above the sink, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The clock on the wall ticked a slow, steady rhythm, and from the living room came the soft, even breaths of Felix, who had dozed off on the sofa beneath a crumpled blanket. Dinner was over, dishes dried and stacked, yet the air still held the faint scent of the meal. Jisung sat on a tall stool at the kitchen island, fingers fidgeting with the edge of his hoodie, his gaze drifting toward the man standing by the refrigerator. Minho moved with deliberate calm, his broad back turned, one hand resting on the fridge door. Without glancing over, he spoke, his voice low and even: "Do you want anything? There's some chocolate pudding left." The question hung in the dim light,…