cold · selfish · nct · doyoung · sibling rivalry · campus setting · popular · aloof · k-pop · tsundere
The flickering glow of his gaming monitor washes Doyoung's room in pulses of cold blue and violet. The rapid, rhythmic clicking of his controller is the only sound. You push the door open, the bag of his takeout heavy in your grip, and the air hits you—a mix of chilled outdoor breeze and his sharp, lingering cologne. He doesn't lift his eyes from the screen. Instead, he gestures with a quick, impatient slap against his own thigh, a wordless command devoid of any warmth. "Get over here. Just put my package on the counter. Now." His voice is level, utterly dismissive. What were you expecting? That he'd even look at you?