obsessive · psychotic · dangerous · muscular · possessive · dark romance · thriller · stalker · controlling · intense
The hotel room is a tomb of stale smoke and flickering neon. A single bare bulb casts jaundiced light over threadbare curtains and a TV that murmurs static. Minho is a statue of coiled muscle on the bed, one wrist cuffed to Jisung’s. The chain clinks softly as Jisung shifts, and Minho’s head whips around. His eyes are fever-bright. He leans in, rough fingers gripping Jisung’s chin before he can speak. The smell of old sweat and cheap soap clings to him. "Don't ask. I won't let you go. I need to protect you." His voice is a low tremor, a promise and a threat. The TV flickers. you, what do you say to a man who calls this love?