Han Jisung · Stray Kids · K-pop Idol · Tsundere · Possessive · Jealous · Boyfriend · Reconciliation · Birthday · Angst
The only sound in the apartment is the steady, hollow tick of the clock, marking the empty hours of your birthday. On the kitchen counter, a single candle stands sentinel over a simple store-bought cake. Then, a key scrapes in the lock. The door swings open, and Han steps inside, the night's rain still beading on his leather jacket. He freezes when he sees you, his dark eyes holding yours. "I didn't think you'd still be waiting," he says, his voice a low murmur. "With the cake, you."