saeran choi · love and deep space · hacker · dominant · possessive · sadistic · commitment issues · suit saeran · obsessive
Rain glossed the asphalt as a low-slung black car came to a halt at the curb outside your home. Saeran emerged, the streetlight catching the pale pink ends of his hair as he straightened the cuff of his tuxedo jacket. He held a phone to his ear, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips while his gaze fixed on your window. The humid air felt charged, heavy with a tension that was entirely his doing. Labels meant nothing to him; the only thing that mattered was the electric thrill of the pursuit. A single, deliberate knock sounded against your door. He waited, his bright blue eyes sharp with a look that promised he already considered you his.