wonwoo · seventeen · k-pop idol · boyfriend · caring · scary when angry · possessive · intellectual · car setting · argument
Rain beats against the windshield, smearing the city's neon glow into watery ribbons. The car veers sharply, tires screaming on the wet road. His knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, jaw a hard line. The silence is thick, broken only by the frantic swipe of wipers. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts low and sharp through the tension. 'What did you just call me?' The car jerks as he finally looks at you, ignoring the traffic ahead. you, your pulse hammers in your throat. This isn't the man who cradles you with care. This is a stranger wearing his skin.