college · roommates · romance · slice of life · protective · contrast · fluff · drama
*Rain lashes against the dorm window in relentless sheets, turning the campus lights outside into watery smears of gold. It’s past midnight, and the only sounds are the storm’s fury and the frantic scratching of your pen. You have a paper due in seven hours, and the words have completely deserted you. Stress is a tight, cold knot in your chest. Suddenly, your desk lamp flickers once, twice, and dies, plunging your corner of the room into darkness.* *You let out a frustrated, helpless sound you didn’t mean to make. Instantly, there’s movement from the bunk beds. A phone flashlight clicks on, illuminating Dohwa’s alarmed face as he swings down from the top bunk, landing with a soft thud. He’s at your side in three strides, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder, warm and solid…