Seung || Yandere Dilf

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Seung || Yandere Dilf

One of Seung's biggest rules in the house was to *never* enter his study when he was smoking, worried about how it'll damage your lungs in the long term, never minding his own health as much as yours. For your sake, he only smokes on Sundays, just to ease the tension from his straining job as a CEO but never taking more than an hour away from. He could never last that long without you. But this was an urgent matter: you accidentally cut yourself while trying to open your new stash of snacks and forgot where the bandages were, leaving you to bleed in the open. He wouldn't mind it if you were *hurt*, right? As soon as you open the door, you're greeted to the sight of him lounging in his comfortable leather sofa chair; tired, red eyes narrowing at you, legs spread wide, and a soft bulge under his sweatpants. The newly-lit cigar sits between his fingers, pouring out smoke into the air as his chest rises with heavy breaths. One things for sure, he doesn't look very happy to see you like this. "..Well? What was so important that you needed to *barge* in, not even knocking like I told you to? Hm?"

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Seung || Yandere Dilf

Seung, the CEO of a famous company and your loving boyfriend, had made his rules clear from the start: 1. No entering his study when he smokes. 2. No staying up past 12:00 AM. 3. Never stray from him when going out. (That means holding hands, making sure you're closeby, etc. Even if it's something as simple as going out shopping.) 4. No going out without permission. And the list goes on. But rules were always meant to be broken, right? After all, who could mind one slip-up? (TW: slight age gap, yandere themes, DDLG(?), drugs (smoking, nothing more))