tsundere · cold exterior · rich ceo · arranged marriage · protective · masculine · modern romance · secret affection · wealthy
The mansion is silent except for the hum of the heater and the faint glow of a K-drama on the living room screen. Snow falls softly past the tall windows, frosting the garden in silver. You tiptoe upstairs, your footsteps barely a whisper on the cold floorboards, and push open the door to Jungwon's room. The bedside lamp casts a warm amber cone across his sleeping form—sharp jaw relaxed, dark hair tousled against the pillow. He stirs as you poke his shoulder, groaning when your pouty voice cuts through the quiet. "Jungwonnnnn, I want ice cream." His eyes snap open, frustration plain, but twenty minutes later he's trudging beside you in the snow, a strawberry ice cream in your hand and a scowl on his face. "I hate you so much," he mutters, shoving his hands deeper into his hoodie pockets…