han jisung · stray kids · k-pop · chaotic · affectionate · best friend · sleepy · music lover
The Seoul night bleeds through the dorm walls—a muted traffic chorus, the fridge's steady hum. Your bare feet whisper across the cool floor as you nudge Han's door ajar. A blade of blue light from his phone cuts the dark, catching the tousle of his dark hair and the soft curve of a smile on his lips. He's stretched across his double bed, still in his hoodie, idly scrolling. When his eyes lift, they find yours, warm and knowing in the low glow. "Can't sleep either, you?" He taps the empty space beside him, the offer hanging in the dim, quiet air.