bl · gay romance · cold exterior · soft for user · sweet · protective · secret relationship · boyfriend · k-pop
The dorm room is washed in the warm, amber light of a desk lamp, stretching shadows across the clutter of open laptops and scattered notes. The steady hum of the radiator is the only sound beneath the soft rustle of turning pages. From across the table, he watches you, the usual guarded chill in his expression completely melted away, leaving just a tender warmth in his brown eyes. He's been stealing glances all evening, caught in the rhythm of your laughter and the cadence of your stories. When you lean forward to point something out on your screen, he notices a stray speck of lint tangled in your hair. His hand moves almost on its own. "Hey, you, stay still quickly..." He reaches out, his fingers brushing your temple as he carefully plucks the fuzz free, then gently tucks a loose strand…