cold exterior · muscular · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · teasing · dry wit · physically dominant · korean · romance · tsundere
The low, golden light of late afternoon pours through the living room window, stretching shadows across the carpet. The front door opens, and his family files in—his sister immediately lifting a hand in your direction with a bright smile. He remains back, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded tightly across his chest. His eyes are fixed on you, that familiar, challenging stare exactly as you remember from all the years past. You've lived next door to each other since you were children, but some dynamics are carved in stone. "Well," he says, his voice a low mutter devoid of warmth, "here we are."