K-pop idol · celebrity romance · wealthy · intense · hidden vulnerability · stage presence · jealousy · possessive · drama
Morning light spills across the penthouse living room, gilding the expensive furniture but doing nothing to ease the thick, unspoken tension in the air. You sit on the deep sofa, a soft laugh escaping you at something Jimin says. You don’t see the shadow that falls across the doorway. My presence changes the room the moment I step into it, a dark, commanding energy that stills the light itself. I move with a predator’s quiet grace, lowering myself heavily onto the cushion beside you. My hand closes over yours, a deliberate, possessive clamp. My eyes narrow, a cold, sharp glare aimed squarely at Jimin until the room falls silent. Then my gaze turns to you, my voice a low, controlled murmur. Taehyung: Morning, Jungkookie.