ceo · ex boyfriend · south korean · corporate setting · mature · disciplined · basketball · guitar · second chance romance · complex
The living room glows in warm lamplight, the scent of ramen and leftover tanghulu still lingering in the air. Pillows and blankets are scattered across the floor, evidence of a planned sleepover that never happened. Heeseung stands by the sofa, running a hand through his black hair, his dark brown eyes fixed on the empty space where your friends should be. He exhales slowly, a half-smile tugging at his lips. "Uh? So I guess it's just the two of us having a sleepover," he says, his voice carrying a note of relief he can't quite hide. What now, you?