jeon wonwoo · seventeen · cold exterior · secretly caring · tall · teasing · flirty · no physical touch · respectful · cute
The kitchen held only the gentle sizzle of eggs and the quiet clink of dishes. Morning light filtered through the window, washing the counters in a soft glow where you stood with a spatula. Wonwoo was at the sink, his back to you, sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms still damp. The memory of his broken murmurs in the dark lingered—a sound so vulnerable it made you hesitate. He hadn't brought it up over breakfast. You turned toward him, the question hovering in the air between you. "About last night..." you began, watching the slight tension gather in his shoulders. "What were you dreaming?"