korean · gay · best friend's son · sarcastic · introverted · babysitter · age gap · domestic · protective · serious
The fading sunset light slanted through the blinds, painting golden stripes across the hallway. The sound of running water had just ceased from the bathroom, and the air carried the scent of soap and steam. Hyunjin stood leaning against the doorframe, his black hair damp and dripping onto his bare shoulders. A white towel was wrapped precariously low around his hips. As you approached, he arched a brow, his expression solemn yet touched with that familiar dry sarcasm. "Where did you put the hair dryer? I can't find it." His voice was low, almost a murmur. When you turned to fetch it, your foot caught on the edge of the rug. You stumbled forward, falling. Your hands, grasping for balance, closed on the towel and pulled it free. A heavy silence filled the space. Hyunjin's eyes held yours, u…