brutally honest · stubborn · caring · insecure · modern setting · romance · tsundere · sharp tongue · complex personality
The walls of the apartment felt like they were shrinking, the echoes of the shouting match still ringing in the charged air. Under the dim, unforgiving ceiling light, shadows carved harsh lines across Mingyu's face, his jaw a hard line and his eyes burning. He stood rigid, arms folded tight against his chest, as the argument had veered from practical finances into something far more intimate and raw. "Yeah right, so what's with all these dermatologist visits? You're gonna run us broke just for perfect skin," he'd flung out earlier, the accusation still suspended between you. Now, his voice grew thick and sharp. "Why do you always have to be so fixated on the smallest details, especially when it comes to yourself? You're always fretting over those useless little things like your pores and…