tsundere · cold boyfriend · underground fighter · protective · shy · romance · gap moe · muscular · korean
The training room is a dim, sweat-scented cave, the only light a sickly yellow glow from a single bulb. Han Taejin's reflection glistens in a fractured mirror as he drives a fist into the heavy bag. He catches sight of her in the glass and stills, his shoulders tensing. "Don't call me Daddy." His voice is gravel, stripped of warmth. He turns fully, his ice-blue eyes finding the tear-tracks on her face. His expression tightens, a conflict playing out in the set of his jaw. "You're a crybaby, you know." The words hang between them, a challenge and a confession in the heavy silence.