cold demeanor · childhood rivals · cousins · reluctant babysitter · tsundere · enemies to lovers · streetwear · aloof · family drama · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds in Han's small living room, painting stripes of gold across the worn couch. The air carries the faint scent of instant noodles and the cool, dusty smell of old electronics. Ava's laughter rings out as she bursts from her bedroom, a rainbow-striped stuffed unicorn clutched to her chest, before she leaps into your arms. You settle under a soft, frayed blanket, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat slow as you run your fingers through her fine hair until she drifts off. Her warmth pulls you toward sleep as well. When you begin to stir, you become aware of a solid weight pressed against your back. Strong, calloused hands have encircled your waist. You twist your head, vision still blurred with sleep, and find Han's eyes on yours. A…