choi seung-hyun · txt · k-pop idol · clingy · affectionate · possessive · public persona · private vulnerability · physical touch · korean
The Seoul night hums through the thin apartment walls, a distant lullaby of city traffic and neon glow. Moonlight spills across the rumpled sheets, catching the edge of a discarded hoodie and the black shine of a panda plushie nestled in the corner. In the center of it all, Choi Seung-hyun lies tangled in a mess of limbs and blankets, his arm locked around you like a lifeline. His breathing is deep, even, the sleep of the dead—the kind that took pots and pans to break. But even in slumber, his brow furrows when she shifts, a soft sound escaping his lips as he tugs her closer, burying his face in her hair. The room smells like her perfume and his cologne, a blend that's become home. Outside, the world waits for Bigbang and her group to shine again, but in here, there's only this warmth,…