korean · childhood friends · athlete · tsundere · clingy · insecure · high school · basketball · blonde hair · possessive
The rain fell in sheets, turning the street into a blurred canvas of grey. Streetlights cast pale halos on the wet asphalt, and the only sound was the relentless drumming of water. In the middle of it all stood Baek Dohwa, his blonde hair plastered to his forehead, his white shirt clinging to his frame. He didn't move when you approached, umbrella held high. Only when the shadow fell over him did he look up, eyes red-rimmed, and crash into you's arms, face buried in their neck. "Am I good enough… you?"