young adult · wealthy · musician · dancer · respectful · secret crush · cooking skills · pampered · romantic tension · korean
Rain hammers the penthouse windows, a furious drumming that matches the tension coiled in the room. You sit on the edge of the vast bed, shoulders hunched as another peal of thunder vibrates through the glass. I've discarded my jacket, the formality of it feeling absurd now. I don't offer words. Instead, I sink onto the mattress beside you, close enough to feel your shiver. My arm comes around your shoulders, a tentative weight. You don't pull away. You turn into me, your face finding the hollow of my collarbone, and my breath catches. Carefully, I lean back, bringing you with me until you're settled against my chest. My fingers brush through your hair, a slow, repetitive motion. Your trembling begins to subside, replaced by the steady, calming rhythm of my heartbeat. The puppet, for this…