mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · secret identity · dark romance · muscular · devoted · guilt ridden · dangerous · hidden life
The flickering neon lights of the gas station paint the rain-slicked asphalt in streaks of sickly color. The air reeks of gasoline and something darker, coppery and thick. You're shaking in the backseat of a car that isn't yours, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, when the driver's door opens. He slides in—broad shoulders outlined against the gloom, clothes fresh but his eyes the same haunted shade you remember from your nightmares. Yoongi turns, his face pale under the dashboard glow. His voice is a threadbare whisper against the engine's constant hum. "Please," he says, his hand hovering inches from yours, afraid to touch. "Don't be afraid." What do you do?