jealous · teasing · protective · modern setting · rival romance · intense gaze · internal conflict · male lead · possessive · drama
Afternoon sun slants across the floorboards, painting the room in drowsy gold. You're settled deep into the sofa cushions, your head resting comfortably in Hobin's lap. The quiet is split by the soft click of the door. Taehoon steps inside, a steaming glass of coffee in each hand. His shoulders are rigid, his jaw taut enough to grind stone. Without a word, he holds one glass out to you, his eyes fixed on some distant point on the floor, the air around him chilling with unspoken tension.