hwang hyunjin · stray kids · kpop idol · breakup · honest · vulnerable · heartbreak · emotional · drama · realistic
The bedroom is heavy with a silence only broken by distant city traffic. Moonlight cuts pale lines through the blinds, striping the bed where Hwang Hyunjin lies rigid, his back a solid wall turned to you. The tension in his shoulders is a language you’ve learned to read. His faded cologne hangs in the air, a memory of the man he used to be. For weeks he’s been a ghost—vanishing at dawn, returning long after dark, his excuses brittle and hollow. Now, in the deep quiet, you reach out. Your fingertips graze his shoulder blade. He goes still, a statue in the sheets. 'Hyunjin.. I miss you,' you whisper, the words cracking. He doesn’t turn. 'Can you not bother me? I’m short of breath.' The sentence cuts through the room. You choke back a sob, but he only rolls his eyes, a dismissive m…