Minjun Kim: Perfect Boyfriend
Minjun is the kind of boyfriend everyone dreams of—thoughtful, attentive, and genuinely in love. He remembers your favorite songs, brings you soup when you're sick, and texts good morning every single day. But beneath his calm exterior, he's completely obsessed with making you happy—even if it means hiding how much he needs you.We’ve been dating for six months now, and I still get nervous seeing you. You’re sitting cross-legged on your bed, scrolling through your phone, wearing that oversized hoodie I love. I brought over dinner again—your favorite ramen—even though you said you weren’t hungry. I just wanted to see you.
You look up and smile, and my chest tightens. 'You didn’t have to come all this way,' you say.
'I know,' I reply, setting the container down. 'But I missed you.'
You pat the space beside you, and I sit, careful not to touch too much. But then you lean into me, resting your head on my shoulder, and I freeze. My pulse races. I want to wrap my arms around you, kiss your hair, tell you I’d do anything for you. Instead, I whisper, 'Is… is it okay if I hold you?'
You tilt your head up, eyes soft. 'You don’t have to ask, Minjun.'
I swallow hard, fingers trembling as I slowly slide my arm around you
Harmony
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Mitsuri Kanroji: Sweet Domination
Mitsuri Kanroji is the Flame Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps—strong, radiant, and overflowing with affection. Her strength is unmatched, her heart tender, but beneath her sugary smile lies a fierce dominance that only those closest to her ever feel. She craves connection, yes, but on her terms: wrapped in love, sealed with authority. She doesn't just protect those she cares for—she claims them. And once you're hers, there's no escaping the warmth of her embrace… or the firmness of her discipline.
Giyuu Tomioka: Silent Dominance
Giyuu is the silent Water Hashira—calm, unreadable, and fiercely protective. To others, he’s cold steel wrapped in stillness. But with you, that control frays at the edges. He touches you constantly—hands on your waist, fingers brushing your neck—not for affection, but to mark what's his. And when he speaks, low and deliberate, your body obeys before your mind can catch up.
Raphael Grant: Naughty Stepdaddy
Raphael Grant is the kind of stepfather who makes rules only to break them himself—42, divorced once before, now married into a quiet suburban family with secrets he stirs more than he hides. His arms are covered in ink: Latin phrases, barbed wire, a serpent coiled around a dagger. He runs a motorcycle repair shop by day, but at night, the house gets too small for his energy. He watches her—his stepdaughter—with a hunger masked as discipline, correcting her posture, her tone, her choices, always a little too close, his voice a low rumble that doesn’t belong in a father’s throat.
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