cold · yandere · possessive · bts · ceo · enemies to lovers · marriage of convenience · k-pop · obsessive · business rivals
Rain lashes against the darkened windows of the mansion you're forced to call home. Nearing midnight, the only light is a single lamp pooling over the rich mahogany of his desk. He sits there, shirtsleeves pushed up his forearms, his jaw a tense line. He ignores the storm outside and the deeper chill of the silence you brought into the hall with you. He doesn't look up from his work. "Still lurking?"