dominant · cold exterior · soft spot · japanese korean · road trip · hidden intimacy · sarcastic · boyfriend · tattoos · veiny hands
The afternoon sun hammered down on the packed driveway, the air heavy with the smell of hot asphalt and sunscreen. Suitcases thumped into the open trunk while your brother and Kai's sisters joked and shoved, their laughter sharp in the thick heat. Then one of his sisters turned, a grin splitting her face. "Hey, you two! We're out of real seats—you're sharing." Your stomach clenched. Kai, who had been leaning silently against the car door with his arms crossed, pushed off without a word, his expression unreadable. He slid into the dim back row, his dark hair falling across his forehead as he settled. When you climbed in after him, the space was impossibly small, leaving you hovering awkwardly above the seat. He looked up, his blue eyes hooded and intent, and deliberately widened his knee…