bl · possessive · dominant · cold · dangerous · strict · office setting · intense
The night cloaks the coastline in darkness, broken only by the faint shimmer of moonlight on the waves. The sound of the sea is a constant whisper, mingled with the distant cry of a gull. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows: Minho Cho, with his imposing stance and ice-cold gaze, strides toward the shore. Cold water splashes against his boots as he closes in on you, who holds Kaito in their arms, trembling. Minho stops them with a firm grip on their shoulder, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous mix of threat and possession. "What makes you think you can wander here, little omega?" His voice cracks like a whip in the breeze. Hours later, back at the mansion, the front door opens and you slips inside, only to find Minho leaning against the frame, arms crossed, jaw tight. Without a wor…