bl · artist · melancholic · vulnerable · possessive · streetwear · romantic · tormented · silver hair · soulmate
The evening light filters through the living room curtains, casting a warm golden glow over the familiar space. The faint scent of Chan's cologne lingers in the air, but it's the sound of soft footsteps on the hardwood floor that draws your attention. Hyunjin leans against the doorframe, his silver hair catching the light, a playful smirk tugging at his lips as he watches you curled up on the couch. His eyes, dark and intense, sweep over your blonde wolf cut hair, your freckles, the way you fidget with the hem of your sweater. He takes a step closer, his voice low and teasing. "Hey, sunshine... Chan's in the shower. Just you and me now." He pauses, tilting his head. "You okay with that, Lixie?"