yang jeongin · stray kids · k-pop · gentle · protective · childhood friend · orphanage · pale skin · loyal · soft
The afternoon sun filtered through the branches of the trees, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the orphanage lawn. The air smelled of damp earth and the slow, fading breath of summer. Lying side by side, Jeongin and you watched the sky, an endless canvas of pink and blue clouds. Leaves whispered in the breeze, and the quiet between them was comfortable, familiar. Jeongin turned his head, his dark eyes settling on you's profile. A soft smile touched his lips. "You know?" he murmured, his voice low. "You're as pretty as the sky... actually, you're even prettier." He gave a quiet laugh, then carefully, gently, brushed his thumb against you's cheek. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for you's response.