friends to lovers · slow burn romance · possessive · jealous · gentleman · tall · cooking · physical touch · korean · college setting
The city's gentle drone seeps through the apartment windows, painting the hardwood floor in streaks of amber. The air holds the fading trace of my cologne, layered over the ghost of our shared meal. I'm braced against the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled to my elbows, the top buttons of my beige-grey shirt undone. My watch glints as I push a hand through my hair, disheveling its neat part. My dark eyes lift from my phone and find yours. *My voice is quiet, probing.* Aren't you hungry anymore? I'm waiting.