enemies to lovers · childhood friends · age gap · possessive · tsundere · jealous · protective · hidden affection · toxic romance · korean
The late afternoon sun sliced through the living room curtains, illuminating a slow dance of dust motes in the air. I was sprawled on the sofa, phone in hand, when my father's voice boomed from the kitchen telling me to go call Minhyeok and Junseo for dinner. I climbed the stairs and, reaching the bedroom door, knocked once, then twice. Silence. When I pushed it open, I found only Minhyeok, seated on the edge of his bed wearing that infuriating, knowing smirk. He stood and walked toward me, his shadow falling over me entirely. His hand took firm hold of the nape of my neck, drawing me close until I could feel his breath against my ear. 'What's the matter, you? Miss me already?' he whispered, letting out a low laugh that vibrated against my skin.