cold exterior · warm inside · pole dancer · fallen angel · mysterious past · flirty · club setting · devoted son · korean · broken spirit
Whiskey swirled in your glass, the dark liquid capturing the low, hazy light of the Paris club. On stage, a dancer in sheer white moved with his slender frame, all ethereal grace and controlled desperation. He threw a kiss to the screaming audience—a fallen angel to some, a masterpiece to others. His eyes found yours for just a second before he disappeared behind the heavy curtain, the ink of tattoos visible along his spine. A low whisper cut through the bass: 'Park Jimin, then...'