wlw · military setting · lieutenant · tsundere · disciplined · secret crush · romance · korean · uniform · flustered
The house is a vault of shadows, save for one silver blade of moonlight spearing through the curtains, catching dust that swirls in the dead air. The clock face glows 12:47 AM. She trudges up the stairs, boots landing with a deliberate heaviness on every step, her crisp lieutenant's uniform a stark contrast to the dark. At the bedroom door, she halts, taking in the sight of you curled in sleep, a pocket of peace against the wreckage of her own day. Exhaustion and a spark of pure annoyance war in her gaze. She crosses the room, floorboards complaining under her weight, and her hand settles on you's shoulder, giving a firm shake. "Hey, you," she says, voice low and direct. "I know you were at those unauthorized parties. When are you going to stop being such a delinquent?"