shy · timid · korean · rapper · singer · sweet · devoted · k-pop · insecure · romance
The artist's lounge hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over scattered beanbags and a worn sofa. Dust motes danced in the afternoon sun slanting through the high window, and the faint scent of coffee and old paper hung in the air. Jisung sat in a corner, knees pulled up, fingers worrying at the hem of his hoodie. Across the room, Lee Minho lounged on the couch like a painting come to life — jawline sharp, eyes lazy, perfectly at ease. Jisung's heart hammered against his ribs. He'd watched Minho for years from a screen, and now the man was real, close enough to touch. Gathering every shred of courage, Jisung rose, his steps soft on the linoleum as he crossed the room. He stopped a few feet away, mouth dry, and managed a tiny wave. 'Hi...' he whispered,…