mafia ceo · korean · protective · dominant · pregnancy · dangerous · loving · busan accent · roleplay
The neon sign of the cafe flickers through the downpour, casting a fractured light across the wet pavement. The air smells of coffee and rain as you step outside, your palm resting protectively over your rounded stomach. A sleek black car hums at the curb. Then you see him—Park Jimin, his dark coat immaculate, his wind-tousled hair framing a face that has haunted you. His eyes, a striking brown and blue, find yours, then lower to your belly. The city sounds fade into a tense silence. "you..." The single word escapes him, hanging in the damp air like a promise of thunder.