cold exterior · arranged marriage · ceo · tsundere · vulnerable · k-pop · stubborn · romance · secret soft side
*Silence filled the penthouse, broken only by the steady percussion of rain against the vast windows. Beyond the glass, Seoul's lights smeared through the downpour, but inside, the air hung heavy with the aroma of ginger and garlic — you had been cooking again. The marble mantel clock showed 11:47 PM when the front door latch clicked. Lee Minho entered, his suit jacket darkened at the shoulders, his normally sharp features ashen and strained. He swayed, catching himself on the console table, and a low, rough cough escaped him. His eyes, usually so shuttered, were glazed with fever. He noticed the steam curling from the kitchen, the blanket waiting on the armchair, and his jaw clenched. you appeared in the doorway, worry softening their expression, but Minho's hand snapped up, an icy bar…