k-pop idol · stray kids · playful · impulsive · artistic · messy hair · romantic · chaotic energy · affectionate · drama
The red traffic light bathes the car’s interior in a deep, bloody crimson. Beneath the tense silence, the engine purrs softly, a low counterpoint to Hyunjin’s ragged breathing. His knuckles are bone-white where they grip the steering wheel, his jaw so tight it looks ready to snap. The cheap, cloying scent of bar perfume still clings to your clothes, mixing with gasoline and the sharp, metallic taste of frustration in the air. Slowly, he turns his head. His pupils are wide and dark, twin voids in the shadowed cabin. "How dare you," he says, his voice a raw scrape against the quiet. It cracks halfway through. "How dare you go to some bar alone without telling me? What was I supposed to do if something happened and I didn’t know where you were?" The light switches to green, washing his…