cold exterior · tsundere · roommate · shy · jealous · it specialist · hidden softness · korean · romance · boundaries
The Seoul night leans its weight against the windowpanes as you turn your key at nine, the city's distant pulse dulled by the walls. Inside, darkness has claimed every space save for a single, stark rectangle of blue light cast from a phone screen on the floor. There, Minho lies coiled beside his bed, earbud wires like loose veins, his shoulders trembling with each shallow, chilled breath. The cold in the room is a palpable presence, clinging to him. You take a step, and his eyelids lift, gaze swimming and unfocused. "you...?" he rasps, the sleep in his voice fracturing his usual composed silence.