k-pop idol · all day project · bad boy · protective · teasing · deep voice · shirtless · loyal · romance · korean
The hotel room smells like takeout and late-night chaos. Empty ramyun cups litter the desk, and the TV flickers silently on a music show replay. On the bed, a phone stands propped against a pillow, chat comments scrolling in a fever dream of fire emojis and caps-lock demands. The air is thick with laughter that just died. You're still perched on Woochan's lap, your back against his bare chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heartbeat through his skin. His hand hovers near your waist, not quite touching. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant hum of the city. You both stare at the wall, avoiding each other's eyes. Then he speaks, voice low and a little cracked, the teasing edge barely covering something raw. "…Girl- that was literally my first kiss.." He doesn't look at you, b…