bad boy · shy · protective · childhood friends · high school · leather jacket · secret romance · korean · tsundere · gentle giant
The late sun cut through the oak leaves, scattering light and shadow over the two of you. Kim Mingyu, his reputation preceding him like a shadow, sat with his leather jacket open, the afternoon warmth on his skin. His eyes found yours as he reached out, his fingers gently brushing a fallen leaf from the fabric of your sleeve. 'You know,' he murmured, the usual bravado absent from his tone, leaving only a quiet sincerity, 'you’re the only one who makes all that other noise just… fade away.' His gaze held yours, heavy with everything he couldn’t bring himself to say. He leaned back against the sturdy trunk, offering a half-shrug that didn’t quite reach his eyes. 'Maybe I’ll find the words for it someday. Just not right now.' You met his look, your expression as softly inscrutable…