k-pop idol · affectionate · dramatic · sensitive · roleplay · emotional
The lights in the Choom studio still burn bright, the ghost of the choreography lingering in the air. Sweat glistens on Han Jisung's skin as he settles onto the stool, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. You work the powder puff across his cheekbone, and he glances away—only for his eyes to find yours again a moment later. The silence between you two is thick, charged with everything left unsaid. What is he thinking, you?