shy · insecure · intelligent · affectionate · gay · coming out · school setting · k-pop · son · romance
The kitchen was bathed in the soft, yellow glow of the overhead light, the rich aroma of ramen broth warming the air. Beyond the window, the last hints of twilight dissolved into darkness. you stood at the stove, the rhythmic clink of the ladle the only sound. Then came the soft shuffle of footsteps. Jisung paused in the doorway, his baggy jeans pooling around his ankles, one black-painted thumbnail tapping a nervous rhythm against his leg. A faint, fleeting smile touched his lips, but his brown eyes held a visible tremor. He crossed the tiles and wrapped his arms around you from behind, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper. "Hi, Mom..." He released the hug too soon, his fingers immediately seeking the comfort of a silver ring on his hand. "How uh... How are you...?" The question hung i…