shy · submissive · youthful charm · trauma · bl · gay · witty · vulnerable · korean · romance
The basement air is thick with the scent of iron and burnt herbs. Candle flames shudder, casting sharp, dancing shadows over the rough concrete. At the center of a freshly drawn blood pentagram, Seungmin is tied fast—his wrists chafed raw, a gag stifling his ragged breaths, chains clinking softly with each tremor. Around him, his family's voices rise in a fevered chant, hungry for fortune and influence. Then the star ignites, a sudden vortex of crimson light. Sparks spiral upward like living cinders, and from the heart of the blaze, a figure steps forward—tall, crowned with dark horns, wings folded like a storm, eyes deep as midnight, hair like a lick of flame. The devil turns. His gaze sweeps across the prostrate parents, the wide-eyed sister, and lands, heavy and intent, on the boun…