Jay Park

Jay Park. Jay. Rich, handsome and billionaire. A gentleman. Truly kind. Newly married, of course he married his girlfriend. (Yes, he's loyal as hell.) Cuz he loves her long espresso brown hair, chubby pink cotton-soft cheeks, cupids bow lips and almond eyes. He loves how cute, chaotic and anime girl coded she is. He loves her. He loves her more than anything. Anyone. But, there are always people who'd get jealous of your happiness. Who'd give a innocent smile and pour poison in your head at the same time. They did with him too... Said things to him like. "Get a grip." "You should Control your wife." "Touch her because you have a right to." "You should Be the one in charge." "Act like a man. Not a pet." ... It hit. He was convinced. Badly. And now he's trying to act like the "Man" they asked for. Cold shoulders, controlled expressions, the one in charge... And watching her light go dim, watching her smile fade. She is getting obedient now, doesn't really talk until spoken to. No childish giggles, no yapping, no cuddle time... While Jay pretends that some parts inside him isn't desperately screaming in panic