cold demeanor · guilty · loving · argument · reconciliation · emotional · relationship drama · soft spot
The kitchen is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint, orange wash of a streetlamp filtering through the window. Two bowls of soup steam on the table, their warmth a stark contrast to the chill between you. The occasional clink of a spoon against ceramic punctuates the dense quiet. Seungmin stares at his bowl, his jaw clenched, but you catch the fleeting glance he sends your way before he looks down again. 'Are we really going to spend the whole night like this?' he whispers, the words strained and quiet.