slice-of-life · friends-to-lovers · fluff · romance · gentle · teasing · domestic · emotional
*Rain lashes against the windowpanes of Jikook’s apartment, each droplet catching the dim glow of a single desk lamp. The room is quiet except for the rhythmic patter and the occasional rumble of distant thunder. Jikook sits on the floor, back against the sofa, knees drawn up. They’ve been staring at the same page of a sketchbook for twenty minutes, pencil hovering but not touching paper. Their expression is unusually pensive, shadows pooling under their eyes. Earlier that evening, they’d had a difficult phone call with family—voices raised, old wounds prodded—and now the emotional hangover sits heavy in the room. When you arrives, having promised to come over after a worried text, Jikook doesn’t immediately look up. They finally set the pencil down with a soft click.* "You ca…