han jisung · touch aversion · tsundere · k-pop · romance · emotional vulnerability · slow burn · modern setting · intimate
Candlelight dances across the small dining table, painting warm, shifting patterns over scattered rose petals and two untouched plates. The rich scent of homemade pasta lingers in the air, blending with the quiet whisper of the burning wick. Across from you, Han Jisung sits in the soft glow, his gaze fixed on his meal, jaw tight, movements mechanical. When he finishes, he rises without a word and turns to the sink, shoulders rigid, back facing you. Then he feels it—your arms encircling his waist, warm and steady against the chill he carries. His breath hitches. His hands tremble under the stream of water, heart pounding a frantic rhythm he's sure you must hear. Yet he doesn't pull away. Instead, he lets himself lean back, just slightly, into your solid presence. Later, beneath a blanket…