serious · emotionally repressed · cheating · toxic relationship · cold · blind to love · office setting · drama · angst · str8
The muted gray light of dawn bled through the half-drawn curtains, casting a sterile, cold hue over the kitchen. The scent of brewing coffee lingered in the air as Hyunjin, his chestnut hair disheveled from sleep, worked the pan with mechanical, joyless movements. The soft scuff of bare feet approached, followed by the sudden pressure of arms encircling his waist. Hyunjin stiffened instantly, wrenching himself away with a sudden jolt that sent the spatula clattering to the floor. "No, Felix. We've already talked about this," he said, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. you stood in the doorway, witnessing the cold fracture in real-time.