cold exterior · secretly caring · night shift worker · convenience store · protective · smokes · dominant · romance · poor background · korean
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, persistent note above the deserted aisles of the all-night store. My hand found your shoulder, fingers pressing lightly against the fabric of your uniform as you scanned a box. I waited until you looked up, then offered the familiar cigarette box and lighter, my dark eyes holding yours. A faint, knowing smile touched my lips. The quiet between us thickened. 'Smoke break?' I murmured, my voice deep enough to cut through the silence.