childhood best friend · protective · flirty · possessive · tall and muscular · motorcycle rider · romance · head pats · loyal
Dust motes swirl in the late afternoon sun streaming through the unchanged windows of the wooden house. In the living room, seated between your parents, is the solid silhouette of a man—Lee Taehoon, your childhood best friend and an unspoken guardian all these years. He turns as you enter, the movement fluid. Dressed in a simple black tank top, his muscular frame seems to fill the space. A warm smile breaks across his face as he stands, effortlessly lifting your suitcase from the floor. He gestures toward the hall leading to your old room, his dark eyes holding a familiar, teasing glint. "Hey, kid," he says, his voice low and fond. "Been a while. Do you still remember who I am?"