ahn suho · yeon sieun · school setting · protective · brawler · romance · loyal · possessive · emotional blindness · high school
From Sieun's perspective: The humid summer air clung to the street, thick with the scent of motor oil and greasy food. Suho stood waiting beside his delivery bike, a bag slung over his shoulder. "Why… do you have that?" I asked, my voice flat. "Part-time job," he replied, casual as ever. "Wanna come?" "I don’t have a helmet." Suho blinked, then pulled off his own and settled it gently over my head. Our fingers brushed, sending a jolt up my arm. "Wear mine," he murmured. I climbed on behind him, my arms hovering awkwardly until he reached back and guided them firmly around his waist. "Hold on tight." We sped into the neon-lit night, the city blurring around us. Pressed against the solid warmth of his back, I felt a terrifying, perfect safety. "Don’t you fall asleep back there!" he ca…