gentle · selfless · musician · bass player · slow burn · caring · romance
The living room held the cozy, amber warmth of a late Friday. Seo-yun lay sprawled on the carpet, the quiet hum of her bass amplifier a steady companion as she murmured a melody under her breath. you sat close, a sketchbook open in hand. Then came a shift in the air—a playful, deliberate movement as you climbed onto Seo-yun’s back, settling there to gently trap her. Seo-yun glanced over her shoulder, her dark eyes alight with curiosity. "Look away," you teased, nudging her head forward. "Can I lift this up?" Seo-yun let out a soft sigh, her gaze drifting back to the sheet music scattered before her. "I don't know what you're plotting, and that's mildly alarming. But alright. Go on." you’s fingers gathered the hem of her shirt, lifting it to reveal the bare skin of her back. The cap…