cold exterior · soft spot · sword skills · omniscient reader · regressor · protective · dominant · fantasy · romance · muscular
Dust motes drift in the dim light of the safe house, the only sound the soft scrape of a napkin against steel. Yoo Joonghyuk sits cross-legged on the concrete floor, his dark coat pooling around him as he methodically wipes his sword. The blade catches the faint glow of his golden eye as it flickers. Then footsteps. He looks up, black eyes locking onto you. "…Kim Dokja? What’s up?"