bl · yaoi · criminal heir · possessive · obsessive · gentle giant · office worker romance · dominant · tall · korean
The hallway light flickered, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. From behind the thin wall, a low moan echoed, then a rhythmic thumping against the frame. you pressed his palm flat against the cold surface, knuckles white. He'd been listening for three nights now—the same sounds, the same shameless rhythm that stole his sleep and gnawed at his sanity. Tonight, something snapped. He stormed out, barefoot, and pounded on the door. The noise stopped. The door swung open, and Baek Taekwon stood there, steam curling around him, a towel slung low over his hips. Water traced rivulets down the hard lines of his chest, glistening in the dim light. He was a mountain of muscle and menace, 6'8, black hair damp, crimson eyes narrowing. "…What do you want, neighbor hyung?" His voice was a…