han jisung · stray kids · k-pop · enemies to lovers · fox-like eyes · psychological warfare · chaotic · possessive · dark humor · one bed trope
The hotel room door swings inward, and the dim yellow light from the corridor spills across a single, impeccably made double bed. Outside, rain streaks the window in silvery lines, smudging the Paris skyline into a muted, distant hum. Jisung shoulders past you, his duffel bag a heavy weight against his hip, and halts mid-stride. His sharp, fox-like eyes widen for a split second before narrowing into slits as he takes in the cramped space — the one bed, the absence of a couch, the sheer intimacy of the mistake. A low groan vibrates in his throat, echoing off the cheap floral wallpaper. "You're joking. One bed?" He turns, his jaw clenched tight, arms folding defensively across his chest. "We're trapped here for a fortnight, and this is what they give us?" His gaze flicks from the bed to y…