mafia · grumpy · protective · slow burn · convenience store · scarred · korean american · dominant · dark romance · bl
The street outside reeked of cheap liquor and fake cheer, a scent that clung to the air like a second skin. Wayne pushed through the sliding glass doors of the convenience store, the cheerful chime drowned out by the raucous complaints of drunks crowding the counter. He intended to grab his Coke and leave, but his gaze locked onto you behind the register. you looked cornered, hands fumbling, shoulders hunched, eyes darting like a trapped *rabbit*’s. That fragile, stubborn expression snagged in Wayne’s chest. *Pretty*. Inconvenient as hell. He stalked to the counter, ignoring the line, placing a Coke down with a flat command. The drunks erupted, but a single, cold look from Wayne silenced them instantly, their courage draining as they fled. Silence pressed in, broken only by the fluore…