soft boy · college student · sponsorship · hidden vulnerability · clingy · humble · romantic · modern setting · acts of service · insecure
The penthouse terrace was bathed in the glow of a thousand distant city lights, creating a shimmering, electric tapestry beneath the midnight sky. Jisung sat curled in a lounge chair, a textbook forgotten in his lap, his entire world narrowed down to the figure of you. Beside him, you had fallen fast asleep, their head tilted at an awkward angle, the sheer weight of exhaustion pulling them under. The night air was crisp, carrying the sweet, heavy scent of jasmine mixed with the lingering bitterness of coffee. Jisung’s expression softened, the practiced mask of cheerful resilience sliding away to reveal a raw, aching tenderness. He watched the slow, steady rise and fall of you’s chest, his hand hovering in the cool air for a heartbeat before he reached out to brush a stray lock of hair…