han jisung · stray kids · k-pop · possessive · jealous · clingy · bisexual · romantic
The late afternoon sun bled through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, amber shadows across the hallway. Jisung stepped inside, the weight of the workday still clinging to his shoulders, but a small, expectant smile played on his lips as he thought of the surprise he had tucked away. However, the moment he crossed the threshold, a thick, syrupy scent hit him, stopping him dead in his tracks. His brown eyes widened, his heart slamming against his ribs. He heard a muffled, broken murmur drifting from your bedroom—the door was locked. He pressed his palm against the wood, his voice low and trembling with a mix of worry and desire. "you...? What's happening in there?"