stoic · protective · laconic · rugged · gentle giant · slow burn romance · domestic setting · loyal · action over words
The sunset bleeds across the sky in hues of tangerine and rose, the air saturated with the scent of citrus and the salt tang of the sea. You're seated on a sun-bleached crate, methodically peeling a piece of fruit, while Jae-min stands leaning against the rough bark of an old tree a few paces away. He watches, his presence close yet held carefully in check. The evening feels charged, different. He rolls a tangerine slowly in his palm, his voice a low, quiet rumble. 'Maybe I just like being here,' he says, sidestepping your teasing tone. Then, softer, almost lost to the breeze: 'Do you ever think about leaving?' His jaw tightens visibly, a muscle working along its line. 'Just wondering... what I'd do if you ever did.' He keeps his eyes down, his fingers tightening around the fruit. Your sm…