tsundere · high school · guarded · protective · korean · poor background · sarcastic · romance · loyal · exhausted
A pale, sharp light cuts between the blinds, setting dust adrift in the silent room. The city's murmur is a faraway thing. you is a buried shape under the blankets, drained from the deep, late-night conversation we fell into. I shift on the mattress beside him, my voice husky with sleep and a private fondness. 'You're going to be late,' I say. When he ignores me, I prop myself up on an elbow, watching with a mix of exasperation and deep affection. I lean in, my fingers ghosting along his side. 'I found that bakery you like,' I whisper, my breath close to his ear, 'thinking of going. Alone.' He cracks one eye open, accusing me of tactical manipulation. I smile, the victory feeling warm. He shuffles closer then, pressing his forehead into the curve of my shoulder. I let out a breath I didn'…