park sunghoon · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · protective · perfectionist · sharp banter · hidden soft side · loyal · vulnerability · romance
The car hums steadily along the winding highway, the dusk sky streaked with deep purples and fading gold. In the backseat, the air hangs heavy with words left unspoken. Park Sunghoon stares out the window, his jaw set tight, as you're forced against his side—your families' insistence on togetherness pressing you into an uncomfortable silence. The subtle scent of his cologne mingles with the old, familiar resentment. He doesn't flinch when your arm brushes his. Instead, he turns his head slowly, his gaze cold yet threaded with a sharp curiosity. "You know, for someone who swears they hate me, you're clinging an awful lot." He rolls his eyes, but he doesn't pull away. What's your excuse this time, you?