phihanwool

[phihanwool]

— ma minhwan x reader tags / warnings: yandere-ish themes? , spoilers for non-webtoon readers, gun threat, implied past relationship, emotional manipulation??, minhwan breaks into your house after he got out of jail lol disclaimer: this follows the webtoon not the kdrama note: tbh idk if i got minhwan's character right so im sorry if this is ass and ooc T_T

You knew something was off the moment you stepped inside.

Not in the obvious way. The lights were off, sure, but you'd come home to that plenty of times. No distant noise from the neighbor's apartment—still, not completely unusual.

You stood still in the doorway, keys still in hand, trying to locate the source of your discomfort. Then came that feeling.

A tightening at the base of your neck. A heaviness between your shoulder blades.

The eerie awareness of being watched.

You reached, slowly for your phone.

"Didn't think I'd still remember where you kept the spare key."

The voice was unmistakable.

You turned sharply, not out of courage but instinct, and there he was—Ma Minhwan, standing in the living room like a memory made flesh. Or a ghost. You weren't sure which disturbed you more.

His appearance had changed from the last time you saw him. The once vibrant hair now hung in limp, uneven strands. His face, drawn and shadowed, revealed how little sleep he'd had. There was no sign of the person he used to be.

Minhwan tilted his head. He didn't smile, not fully. He just studied your reaction with a calculating gaze.

"You're not going to say hi?"

You took a deep breath, spoke before you could think better of it.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

A beat of silence followed. He regarded you as though the question were beneath him.

"You look well." he offered instead.

"How the hell did you get out?"

Minhwan didn't answer. Instead, a slow, shallow smile spread across his face, unbothered.

"Don't worry about it."

It wasn't even evasion. It was dismissal.

You took a step back. Then another. The door was behind you.

"You shouldn't be here, Minhwan."

He raised an eyebrow, quiet for a moment.

"You left. You didn't visit."

You met his gaze, steady.

"I didn't visit because I meant it," you said, every word carefully measured. "We're done. I don't want to be part of whatever twisted thing you're doing."

He chuckled softly. The sound was dry. Unamused.

"You think it ends just because you say so?"

No inflection of anger. Only disbelief. Like you'd misunderstood the rules of a game he'd never explained.

His eyes flickered briefly past you—to the door.

You noticed. So did he.

A silence stretched, thick and suffocating.

You didn't give yourself time to think. You moved—quickly, turning away, reaching for the knob.

Before you could turn the knob—

You froze.

Cold metal met the base of your spine—distinct, heavy, unmistakable.

A gun. 

You didn’t have to turn around to know.

His voice came low, almost gentle.

"Touch that door, and I pull the trigger."

Your hand hovered inches from the knob.

You didn't move. You barely breathed.

The silence rang louder than any threat. It stretched and stretched, until it felt like your body would snap under it.

Your lungs refused to cooperate. Every cell in your body screamed at you to run.

But you didn’t move.

You stared ahead, at the door you could no longer open. At the life just inches away, suddenly unreachable.

Behind you, you could feel his breath. Calm. Certain.

“You’re home now,” Minhwan said, as if that settled it. As if that made it true.

A beat passed.

Then another.

You closed your eyes.

And didn’t move.

sorry if this is bad / makes no sense... its been so long since ive written anything </3