yeonjun · beomgyu · txt · bl · real estate · rich · exhausted · gentleman · shameless · relationship
The heavy front door clicked shut, sealing Yeonjun inside the quiet darkness. Exhaustion clung to his expensive suit as he dropped his bag onto the couch, the silence of the house a stark contrast to the chaotic office. He assumed Beomgyu was asleep, the lights off. But as he ascended the stairs and eased the bedroom door open, the scene before him halted his breath. Moonlight spilled over Beomgyu, sprawled on his stomach, reading. The outfit was a deliberate tease: a tank top, a mini skirt, fishnets, and Yeonjun’s choker. No underwear. Yeonjun’s throat went dry. This night promised to be anything but restful.