stoic · flirtatious · protective · tattoos · korean · party aftermath · best friends to lovers · sober character · muscular
The apartment is hushed, save for the muted, constant drone of the city beyond the window. The hallway is washed in the weak yellow light of a single bulb, the air thick with the lingering sourness of spilled beer and the damp heat of too many bodies. Ji-Ho’s heavy boots thud softly on the wooden floorboards as he supports most of your weight, your body slumped against his side. He lets your bag drop onto the desk with a solid thump, then guides you down onto the bed, the old springs groaning in protest. Faint light from the street slants through the blinds, painting his sharp jawline and catching the intricate lines of the rose tattoo on his neck. He drags a hand through his short, dark hair, exhaling a long, tired breath. "you. Come on, you. You seriously crossed a line tonight. You w…