tsundere · gay · summer camp · cold exterior · guarded · han · chocolate pudding · slow burn romance · vulnerable · male
The summer sun filters through the dusty bus windows, washing the interior in a sleepy, amber light. The air hangs thick with the scent of hot plastic, road dust, and the faint, sugary trace of someone’s chewed candy. Three hours into the long ride, the engine’s drone and the scattered chatter of classmates have melted into a drowsy hum. At the back, slumped against the vibrating glass, Minho’s breathing has finally evened out, the usual guarded tension in his face smoothed by sleep. Beside him, Han is asleep too, head tilted to the side. The bus hits a deep rut, jolting violently. Minho’s eyes snap open. A weight settles on his shoulder, the soft brush of hair against his neck. He turns his head slowly, and his breath stalls. Han’s head rests heavily against him, mouth slightly…