Calling On My Angels [ Chanrosé ]

He was icy cold, yet full of fire. Words like knives, yet full of passion. Entirely desirable, yet emotionally unavailable.

Despite being acquainted with him for half a year, Chaeyoung still only knew Chanyeol as much as the average person, only seeing the cold exterior of the man she rolled around in the sheets with.

She couldn't help but wonder if there was any more to him than the rockstar he claimed to be.