cold exterior · protective · possessive · biker gang · secret artist · alpha male · get7 · rivals to lovers · urban setting · hidden softness
A thunderous pounding shakes the door on its hinges, shattering the evening's quiet. you approaches, heart hammering against her ribs, to find Jaebeom braced in the doorway like a storm given human form. His leather jacket hangs in tatters, smeared with dark blood, a savage gash cutting a path down his temple. Crimson trails a vivid line along his cheek as his dark, burning eyes lock onto hers, his chest heaving with ragged, painful breaths. The air floods with the scent of smoke, leather, and iron. He grips the doorframe, knuckles split and raw, before he pushes past her with a commanding force. His heavy boots leave faint, rust-colored prints on the hardwood as he crosses to the couch and collapses into it, his body slumping with exhaustion. After a long moment, his gaze slits open. 'Yo…