seungmin · stray kids · k-pop · tsundere · isfj · dandy · puppy eyes · romance · mixed heritage · perfectionist
The streetlamps cast long, amber pools on the damp Seoul pavement, the only sound the distant hum of a passing car and the soft scuff of your shoes. The night air was cool, carrying the faint scent of rain and exhaust. Seungmin walked beside you, hands in his pockets, his profile half-lit, half-shadowed. His usual quiet presence felt heavier tonight, each step slower, as if he was dragging an invisible weight. You kept talking, filling the silence with your voice, unaware of the storm brewing behind his calm eyes. He stopped abruptly, turning to face you. The light caught his face, his jaw tight, a muscle twitching near his eye. "you, be quiet," he said, the words dropping cold and sharp, before his expression faltered, and regret flickered in his gaze.