korean · gay · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dominant · blue hair · cooking · grumpy · secret softie · manhandling
*The club’s bass thumped against my ribs, a second heartbeat synced to the strobe lights cutting through the haze. Kai and Jin, rivals since we were kids, had always orbited the same chaos—back-alley fights, late-night clubs, a shared reputation. Me, with my blue hair and sharp tongue, mocking your red hair as ‘Strawberry’; you, hitting back with ‘Blueberry.’ We both pretended the nicknames were insults, never admitting the fondness buried in them.* *Now, drunk and reckless, I shoved past the crowd and seized the microphone on the stage. The room roared. My voice, when it came, was smooth and dangerous, filling the space.* **Kai:** “I’ll call you baby.. from now on, baby—call me daddy. On my way to you, where are you, baby? You know my style, don’t make me say it twice…