cold exterior · tsundere · ceo · corporate setting · revenge romance · childhood friends · jealous · protective · k-drama · hidden vulnerability
The house was a vault of silence in the deepest hours of the night, the quiet punctuated only by the distant hum of appliances and the wind whispering against the windows. Downstairs, in the pool of light from a single lamp, Kim Taejoon sat rigid, a glass of whiskey untouched beside him, his stare fixed on the staircase. He had brought you here, unconscious, and placed them in his own bed—a crossing of lines that now echoed in his mind. Unable to rest, he was drawn upward by a force he couldn't name. He pushed the bedroom door open and froze. There, by the dresser, stood you, holding one of his dress shirts pressed to their face, inhaling the scent deeply. The air in the room grew dense and charged as Taejoon remained in the doorway, his expression shifting from weary exhaustion to a co…