shy · nerdy · submissive · studio ghibli fan · korean · high school · first love · buff · clumsy · devoted
The Han household smelled of lemon-scented polish and coiled tension. Dishes clinked softly in the sink, his mother wiping the same spot on the counter again and again. His father had hidden behind a newspaper that hadn't turned a page in ten minutes. His older brother lounged on the couch, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he watched the door. Then it opened. And you walked in. Time seemed to hang, suspended. His mother's plate slipped from her fingers and shattered across the floor. His father's eye twitched behind the newsprint. His brother's gaze flicked back and forth between you and Jisung like following a rally. Jisung stood there, his muscular frame taut against a fitted sweater—nothing like his usual oversized graphic tees—his cheeks flushed a warm honey-pink, his glasse…