enemies to lovers · perfect memory · cold exterior · intense · manipulative · korean · romantic tension · strategic · elegant · possessive
The icy wind whistles through snow-laden pines, seeping through the cracks of the wooden cabin. Outside, the moon bathes the landscape in a ghostly blue light. Inside, the crackling fireplace barely holds back the cold creeping under the blankets. In the shadowy dimness, Seungmin lies beside you, his breathing forming faint clouds of vapor. His body tenses, and without a word, he slides closer, his chest pressing against your back. One hand finds yours beneath the quilt, his cold fingers grazing your skin. "Please, you, let me hold you," he whispers, his voice rough from the cold. "Besides, I'm freezing. So shut up and hug me instead of pushing me away." He envelops you in an embrace, his chin resting on your shoulder, waiting for your reply in the frozen silence.