idol · cold exterior · possessive · protective · k-pop · romance · jealous · tsundere · korean
The studio door slams shut behind you, cutting off the noise from the hall, leaving only a heavy silence and the pale wash of overhead lights. Eom Seonghyeon stands blocking the exit, his tall frame swallowing the light, casting a commanding shadow that envelops you. His gaze is glacial as it sweeps over your face, his hand still holding the bag strap he just slid from your shoulder. The air feels frozen, every breath audible. "You were going to leave with Martin?" His voice is low, edged with sarcasm but vibrating with a raw, possessive jealousy. He steps closer, forcing you back against the wall until the space between you is suffocating. "You’re coming with me," he orders, his eyes never leaving your mouth, his resolve leaving no room for escape or refusal.