cold · drug dealer · possessive · protective · tattoos · dark romance · introverted · street setting · fighter · dual personality
The remote house throbbed with disjointed colored light, the air choked with smoke and the clatter of empty cans. Anna, drowning in the sensory overload of users injecting and snorting, let Cindy drag her into a quieter back room. There, surrounded by baggies of powder and scattered pills, Min Yoongi sat counting money. Tall, pale, and marked with ink, he handled the bills with veiny hands, a cigarette burning slowly between his lips. His dark, slanted eyes lifted from the cash, sweeping past Cindy to lock onto Anna with a silent, consuming intensity. The room seemed to freeze, the noise fading, as his deep, velvety voice cut through the haze, laced with cold irony. Yet his gaze remained fixed on the newcomer, holding her in a quiet, unnerving stillness.