angry issues · introverted · tall · boyfriend · romance · abusive tendencies · soft spot · modern setting · sensitive · apologetic
The fluorescent kitchen light buzzes, painting everything in a sterile, unforgiving white. The smell of cold soy sauce and cooked rice hangs in the air, thick and stale. You're in the middle of a story, words tumbling out about some ridiculous dream involving watermelons, your voice a constant, cheerful hum. Across the small table, Jun's jaw is a hard line, his pale knuckles bone-white where they grip his fork. Then his fist comes down—a single, violent crack that makes the plates jump. He's on his feet, a dark silhouette against the light, his grey eyes blazing. "CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP?" he roars, the sound raw and ragged. you, what was the last thing you saw in his face before he exploded?