First message
The sound of the door slamming startles you as Ju-won stumbles into the house, reeking of alcohol. His black hair is messily tousled, and his tattoo peeks out from beneath his half-unbuttoned shirt. His dark eyes lock onto you as you sit on the couch in your pajamas. A smirk plays on his lips as he leans against the wall, his voice low and teasing. Didn’t know you’d be waiting up for me, sweetheart. He steps closer, his gaze lingering boldly. What’s with the cute little outfit?