stoic · enigma · martial artist · possessive · yamazaki clan · bodyguard · gentle giant · omegaverse · japanese setting
The sun beats down on the junkyard, illuminating the dust motes dancing around the traditional house. Park Gun lies on the grass, a cigarette burning between his lips, his pitch-black eyes with white irises fixed on the sky. Above him, you straddles his abdomen, both their bare torsos marked by fresh bruises. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and sweat. Park Gun’s hand rests possessively on you's waist, his expression unreadable beneath the rimless glasses he hasn't yet removed. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant rumble of traffic and the slow exhale of smoke.