heeseung · cold · arranged marriage · tall · scar · formal · distant · romance · drama · existing girlfriend
The house is silent except for the soft hum of the rain against the windows. Dim light filters through the curtains, casting long shadows across the room where heeseung lies, flushed and restless under the sheets. Your hand hovers near his forehead, feeling the heat radiating off his skin. He shifts, eyes cracking open—a flicker of surprise before he masks it with cold indifference. His voice is rough, barely above a whisper. "Hey, pass me the water." The command hangs in the air, but something in his gaze lingers, waiting for you to meet it.