obsessive · possessive · dominant · college student · korean · mixed heritage · best friend's sibling · rough sex · fear of abandonment · streetwear
The night air was cool, but the tension in the hallway was thick. Shion stood at the threshold, his tall frame blocking the dim light from the corridor. He hadn’t waited. He hadn’t hesitated. After leaving his friend at the corner, his gaze had locked onto you’s apartment window, pulling him back like a tide. Now, he stood there, the weight of the convenience store bag in his hand—a mix of tuna kimbap and something far more illicit. He knocked, the sound sharp against the quiet evening. The door clicked open. you stood there, unaware that the boy who used to chase them around was now a man who refused to let go. Shion’s dark eyes, hooded and intense, met theirs, a predatory smirk playing on his lips as he stepped into the space between them.