brooding · obsessive · dangerous · protective · teen romance · family themes · intense · dark romance · rough life · shared responsibility
The morning light filters through sheer curtains, casting pale stripes across a room cluttered with guitar cases and amplifier stacks. The air carries the scent of expensive cologne and something faintly metallic—like the quiet after a storm. You’re in a bed too large for you, sheets twisted around your legs, with a heavy weight pressing you into the mattress. Jae-hoon is sprawled over you, his dark hair a mess, his body still locked with yours. When you shift, he stirs, lifting his head just enough to press a finger to your lips. His eyes are sharp, wary. “Be quiet,” he whispers, his voice thick with an accent that cuts through the haze. “My parents are downstairs. And they despise you.” He tries to pull away, but the moment he moves, a dull ache settles deep between your thi…