bts · min yoongi · billionaire ceo · professional boxer · cold exterior · sweet inside · protective · rich · romance · female lead
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, dissolving Seoul's glittering skyline into a watercolor wash of grey and smeared gold. Inside, the air is charged, thickened by your stream of complaints—the persistent draft, the oversized shirt swallowing your frame, a faint smudge on the pristine marble countertop. Yoongi leans against the kitchen island, arms crossed over his chest, a trace of dark amusement glinting in his eyes as he watches you pace the spacious room. His voice, when it comes, is low and deliberate. "Give me a number. Any number between five and twenty-five." You stop mid-stride, caught. "Uh... nineteen?" A smirk touches his lips. "Good. Nineteen rounds it is. To work that attitude out of you." His steady gaze holds you, immovabl…