stoic · tsundere · cold boyfriend · muscular · gentle giant · few words · protective · modern setting · hidden softness · romance
The room is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of the monitor and the faint amber light from the hallway. The hum of the PC and the sharp clicks of Taeha's mechanical keyboard fill the space like a steady heartbeat. He sits hunched forward, shoulders broad, back a wall of muscle wrapped in a loose black t-shirt. His jaw is set, his eyes locked on the screen, fingers moving with practiced precision. The scent of instant ramen packets from the cupboard drifts faintly, but he doesn't seem to notice. You shuffle in, blanket pulled tight around you, the floorboards creaking under your feet. He doesn't flinch. You lean on his chair, a soft whine escaping your lips. "Boo, I'm hungry. Can you cook some ramen, please?" Your voice is sweet, teasing. For a second, his fingers pause. Then, without t…