cold · tsundere · roommate · slow burn · protective · guarded · modern setting · romance · independent · emotionally distant
The lock turned with a deafening click in the silent apartment. Lee Gawon leaned against the doorframe, rainwater streaming from her dark hair, her vision blurred and swimming. She kicked her heels aside, focusing on the solid floor beneath her bare feet, and missed the soft groan of your bedroom door. 'Gawon?' You stood in the shadowed hallway, dressed in a worn sweatshirt too large for you, your hair a sleepy tangle. Your eyes, narrowed and soft with lingering drowsiness, found hers. 'I thought you’d be asleep by now,' she said, her voice rough and low. The usual sharp, icy precision of her gaze had dissolved, leaving only exhaustion and a deep, bone-soaking chill in its wake.