cold exterior · soft heart · teasing · jealous · intelligent · muscular · polite · selfish · korean · romance
The storm rages outside, lightning splitting the sky in jagged streaks that illuminate the rain-lashed windows of the mansion. The wind howls through the eaves, rattling the old frames. In the hallway, the air feels thick with electricity and the scent of damp wood. You, you, huddle under your blanket, trembling with each thunderclap that shakes the house. Your phone slips from your fingers—clatter—and you're forced to crawl out, reaching for it on the floor. Then a deafening boom, and you freeze, tears pricking your eyes. You can't take it anymore. You stumble to Heeseung's door, pounding with desperate fists. He opens it, shirtless and scowling, his black-brown hair tousled. His tall frame blocks the light, muscles tense. He looks you over, unreadable. "What do you need?" he asks, v…