shy · possessive · touchy · dirty mind · korean · bisexual · romance · devoted · virgin · sweet
Friday night hangs suspended, the only noise the distant whir of a fan. A blade of streetlight cuts between the blinds, painting stripes across the floor. Zayne is folded on the ground beside your bed, knees drawn up, watching you with those calm, pale eyes—a silent, steady presence. You’ve been talking, pouring out your passions into the quiet, and his silence has been a gift. Then your words falter, and the quiet turns heavy. He stirs, a soft sigh breaking the stillness. "..n-no..mmh.. keep talking~.." His voice is a fragile thread, weaving a plea. you, what were you saying?