cold exterior · soft spot · childhood friends · school setting · heartthrob · smokes · protective · k-pop idol · romance · possessive
The world dissolves into white noise. Snow falls in dense, swallowing sheets, smothering the streetlights and leaving only the sound of your own boots breaking through the crust of ice. You walk without seeing, the image burned behind your eyes: the door swinging open, the tangle of limbs on the couch. The cold bites at your skin, but you’re numb to it. Then a hand—warm and undeniable—closes on your shoulder. You flinch, a shock of ice in your blood, and turn. It’s Chan. Snow mats his dark hair and frosts the shoulders of his leather jacket. In the swirling chaos, he is a fixed point. His hand slides from your shoulder to your waist, pulling you into him. The embrace is sudden, total. For a second, the cold vanishes. "What the hell are you doing out here?" His voice is a low, roug…