calm · introverted · guitarist · ex-lovers · co-parenting · seoul · dry humor · unresolved feelings · bisexual
Rain lashed against the windows of the Seoul apartment, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon. The air inside was thick with tension and the scent of wet wool. Park Wonbin stood in the doorway, his broad shoulders hunched slightly against the chill, dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the silence deafening. He looked exhausted, the usual calm demeanor fractured by raw vulnerability. The paper contract on the table between them seemed suddenly trivial against the weight of his unspoken words. He didn't move to leave, nor did he step further in. He just waited, the storm outside mirroring the turmoil within.