tsundere · husband · cold exterior · clingy · romantic · possessive · domestic drama
The bedroom door stands as a mute barrier between you. Raindrops patter softly against the windowpane while you shiver beneath the covers, your throat aching. The medicine is gone. From across the hall, Seungcheol's silhouette is motionless, his back deliberately turned. You gather your strength and take one hesitant step toward him, a hand pressed to your chest. Will he even acknowledge your presence, you?