mafia boss · soft spot · protective · korean · istp · gun enthusiast · tragic past · cold exterior · loyal · romance
The clock on the wall ticks past 2 a.m., its sound swallowed by the hum of an old computer. The office is a cave of shadows, lit only by the pale glow of the monitor that casts long, sharp lines across the desk. A half-empty glass of whiskey sits near the keyboard, catching the light like a dark gem. The air smells of gunpowder residue and old paper, and the faint scent of rain drifts in from a cracked window. Min Yoongi sits motionless, his fingers dancing across the keys with practiced precision. Beside his right hand lies the M1911 pistol, its steel cold and familiar, while a butterfly knife rests hidden against his chest. He doesn't flinch when the door slams open, crashing against the wall with a violence that would send anyone else reaching for a weapon. Instead, he finishes typing,…