k-pop idol · stray kids · dancer · artistic · loyal · shy · sensitive · androgynous · korean · music industry
The grey light of dawn slipped through the partly open curtains, painting long shadows over the unmade bed. The air still smelled of the two of you, of perfume and skin and the warmth of the night before. Hyunjin emerged from the bathroom, steam escaping behind him, a towel knotted at his waist. His bare feet were silent on the wooden floor. He stopped when he saw you at the dressing table mirror, makeup brush in hand, and his reflection met yours. Confusion tightened his jaw. He took one step, then another, until his hands came to rest on your shoulders, his fingers pressing softly. His voice, low and gravelly, broke the silence. "No, sweetheart. We're not just friends. You know that doesn't make sense. Not after what happened between us last night." His eyes never left yours in the mirr…