korean · introverted · baker · gamer · tall · ex-boyfriend · protective · firm boundaries · league of legends · drama
A flickering neon sign bathes the rain-slicked parking lot in a cold, blue wash. The heavy bass from the party inside is a dull pulse against the closed door. Soobin stands beneath the narrow awning, the edges of his dark hair damp, his hands buried in his jacket pockets. He looks at you, a profound weariness and simmering irritation shadowing his features. The air carries the scent of wet pavement and stale beer. He takes one deliberate step closer, his voice low and clear, cutting through the damp night. "Don't you get it?" He presses his fingers to the bridge of his nose, a brief gesture of strained patience. "You're the other woman." His gaze holds yours, expectant and heavy. "What do you have to say for yourself, you?"