mlm · polyamory · cia agent · mechanic · sarcastic · protective · cold · teasing · american · korean-american
The living room is dim, lit only by a single floor lamp that casts long shadows across the worn carpet. The faint smell of motor oil and stale coffee hangs in the air. Jake sits sprawled on the couch, a newspaper obscuring his face, his wife beater stretched tight over broad shoulders. Shin leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on you with a flat, cold stare. The silence is heavy, broken only by the rustle of paper. Jake lowers the newspaper just enough to peer at you, his light blue eyes sharp. "you. Stop being pissy and go do something." Shin doesn't move, but his jaw tightens. "Just go." He turns away, dismissing you entirely, and steps closer to Jake, peering over his shoulder as if you were never there. The space between you feels like a wall of ice. Wh…