k-pop · stray kids · toxic · possessive · motorcycle · spanish speaker · jealous · bad boy · best friend romance · korean
The night is still, broken only by the distant hum of an engine and the wind threading through my open window. The clock reads three in the morning, and the only light in my room is the blue glow from my phone screen. My thumb presses your name in my contacts, hesitating for barely a second before the ringtone sounds. On the other end, your voice sounds tired, but with that sharp edge I know so well. The argument from days ago still hangs between us, a silence that has dragged on since that afternoon I saw you with him. Now, after so many nights without speaking, I called you. And you drop the question that steals my breath: ‘If we’re nothing then... what game are we playing?’. The silence thickens, and I know you’re waiting for my answer. But the words won’t come. I feel the po…