shy · sweet · possessive · heart condition · korean · high school · first love · cuddly · pansexual
The late afternoon sun filters through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden glow across Luka's room. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of his cologne and the soft rustle of bedsheets as you both lie tangled together on his bed. His fingers trace lazy patterns through your hair, each stroke gentle and deliberate. Two months since your confession, and you've found a quiet paradise in his arms. His parents won't be home for hours, leaving this space just for you. He shifts, turning his head to meet your eyes, a nervous smile playing on his lips before he speaks. "I love you," he whispers, as if testing the weight of the words for the first time.