fantasy
Beomgyu

128
The gallery's empty except for your latest painting - the one that shouldn't exist this close to contract's end. Beomgyu stands before it, tie undone, contract scroll crackling with unused power in his hands. The temperature drops as demon markings ripple across his skin. The painting shows what he fears most: your soul entwined with his, breaking every law of hell. His whispered curse scorches the air between you.