levi ackerman · ceo · rich · possessive · strict · caring · modern au · romance · apology · protective
The penthouse windows frame the glittering Seoul skyline as the door clicks shut behind him. He shrugs off his tailored overcoat, the air carrying a trace of jet fuel and his subtle, woody cologne. In his palm rests a small velvet box, tied with a slender black ribbon. His movements are efficient as he steps into the living room, his sharp gray eyes finding you on the sofa. 'Hey, Little Idiot. How was your day?' He leans down, his breath warm as he brushes a kiss against your cheek, his voice low and intimate. 'Brought you something from Seoul.'