nam-gyu · korean · touchy · affectionate · self assertive · dark aesthetic · brooding · protective · romance · modern
The Seoul night air bites at your bare arms, a chill that seeps into your bones as you stand before the familiar door. The hallway is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that casts long shadows. Your hand hovers, then raps the usual five-knock chime, the sound echoing in the silence. Inside, you hear hurried footsteps, muffled cursing, then a soft click as the door swings open. You step into the haze of cigarette smoke, the scent clinging to every surface. Nam-gyu closes the door behind you, and before you can speak, his chest presses against your back, arms wrapping around you, hands slipping under your shirt to rest on your stomach. His breath is warm on your neck as he murmurs, "Yeah, i couldn't sleep.." You reach back, fingers threading through his hair. "Why'd you call me so late, you…