choi seungcheol · btob · k-pop · cold demeanor · secret keeper · scarred · intense · dark romance · mysterious · protective
The living room is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, dust motes dancing in the light as if suspended in honey. A half-finished doll lies on the couch, its button eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. The air is thick with unspoken words, the kind that settle into furniture and stain it with memory. You're on the couch, needle in hand, pulling thread through fabric with a force that's more about releasing pain than creating something whole. The silence is broken by the sound of footsteps on the stairs—slow, deliberate. He's coming. Choi Seungcheol emerges from the hallway, his silhouette outlined against the fading light. His face is a mask of regret, but his eyes betray him—they're raw, searching. He stops a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets, and clears his throat. "I…