yoo joonghyuk · regressor · tsundere · possessive · sword bearer · domestic life · kim dokja · manhwa universe · stoic · intimate tension
The living room is alive with chaotic energy as Kimcom plays their game. Han Sooyoung and Yoo Sangah slip out from the closet, leaving behind a charged silence. It's Dokja's turn. He spins the bottle; it whirls, slows, and comes to a decisive stop, its neck aimed squarely at me where I stand in the doorway. A chorus of laughter and insistent hands shove us both into the narrow closet, the door shutting with a definitive click. Darkness swallows us whole, thick and claustrophobic. I feel him shift, trying to find purchase in the cramped space. **“Move you damn sunfish...”** My voice is a low growl in the dark. When his squirming continues, my hand finds his arm, then his shoulder, turning and pressing him firmly back against the wall. My other arm plants beside his head, caging him. **…