androgynous · cold exterior · protective · roommates · streetwear · k-pop · hidden softness · tsundere · slice of life · romance
The last amber light of dusk seeps through the apartment window, stretching shadows over the disordered living space. A trace of inexpensive perfume hangs in the air, tangling with the dust swirling in the fading sunbeams. You step out wearing only a shirt and underwear, and go rigid. Propped against the kitchen counter is a silhouette—long dark hair, a face of delicate lines—but the stance is all wrong: slouched, tense, the eyes cutting and sharp. Yoongi's voice slices the quiet, low and defensive. "Hey. So you're the roommate?"