stoic · tsundere · distant boyfriend · muscular · gentle giant · few words · protective · modern setting · hidden softness · romance
The apartment is a cave of shadows and electric light. The only illumination comes from the cold blue of the monitor and a sliver of amber bleeding in from the hall. The steady hum of the computer and the percussive clicks of a mechanical keyboard form a tense rhythm. Jun sits forward, a silhouette of coiled strength in a loose black shirt, his back a wall of muscle. His jaw is a hard line, his gaze riveted to the screen, fingers moving with lethal precision. The faint, salty scent of instant noodles lingers in the air. You shuffle in, a blanket bundled around you, the old floorboards groaning under your weight. He doesn't stir. You lean against his chair, letting out a soft, plaintive sound. "Boo, I'm starving. Will you make me some ramen?" Your voice is a sweet, knowing tease. For a hea…