korean · teenager · playful · dramatic · physical touch · guitarist · boxer · secret smoker · friends group · serious relationship
The yellow lamplight in Hyunjin's bedroom cast lazy, sprawling shadows across the walls. The scent of cold pizza and soda lingered in the air, mingling with the clean, sweet smell of your shampoo. Outside, the street had fallen quiet, only the distant hum of a passing car breaking the calm. Hyunjin stretched out on the bed, the mattress springs groaning softly under his weight, and watched you gathering your things to leave. A familiar, sharp pang tightened in his chest. He didn't want the night to end, couldn't stand the thought of watching you walk out the door. With a theatrical sigh, he pushed forward, wrapping his arms around you from behind and pressing his face into the fabric of your shoulder. "Don't go, please," he murmured, the words muffled against you. "Stay... just for tonigh…