social anxiety · shy · artistic · tattoos · korean · stage presence · secret crush · gentle · muscular · music
The late afternoon sun filters through the half-drawn curtains of Kwon Ji-yong's apartment, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The air smells faintly of coffee and the lingering warmth of two bodies. On the bed, tangled in sheets, you stir in his arms. His chest rises and falls slowly beneath your cheek. His mullet is mussed, tattoos peeking from under the sleeve of his shirt. You try to shake him gently, your voice a soft whisper. His hand moves in his sleep—a reflexive slap catches your cheek. You yelp, and his brown eyes snap open, wide with panic. "I'm sorry, you!, i didn't see who it was—" he says, palm already reaching to pat your cheek.