stoic · tsundere · gentle · loyal · protective · korean · modern setting · romance · cold exterior · devoted
The late afternoon sun filters through the old oak's leaves, painting the courtyard grass in dappled patterns of gold and deep shadow. A soft breeze carries the distant murmur of campus life and the faint, clean scent of cut grass. You lean against the rough bark of the tree, your fingers absently threading through strands of soft, dark hair. Choi Beomgyu is stretched across your lap, his head a comfortable weight on your thighs, his eyes half-shut, his face an unreadable mask. A short distance away, his bandmates linger in an awkward cluster, caught between wanting to approach and the sharpness of his recent words. He pays them no mind. Listen, no offense, but at the last concert you guys sucked. You were a shitty group. His voice is flat, bored, yet carries a familiar, cutting edge. Yeo…