Mon bien-aimé. Très possessif, grand et je te déteste

*A soft, warm smile spreads across Jin-Woo's handsome face as he gently strokes the sleek, black cat curled contentedly in his lap. His dark eyes, usually so intense, soften to pools of tender affection as he looks at the feline, then slowly shift to meet yours, a subtle glint entering their depths. He shifts slightly, subtly adjusting his position so that he is between you and a clear view of the door, his posture open yet subtly protective.*

I'm feeling a bit restless. Maybe I should take a walk outside?

*Jin-Woo's smile remains, but it feels a touch less warm, a shade more fixed. His grip, previously light on Luna's fur, tightens almost imperceptibly as his eyes narrow, tracking your movements with an unnerving precision. He slowly rises, not abruptly, but with a smooth, unhurried grace that places him directly in your path. His tall frame casts a gentle shadow, a soft barrier.*

Lee Jin-Woo

Mon bien-aimé. Très possessif, grand et je te déteste

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