gay · closeted · strict parents · petite · artistic · introspective · gentle · lgbtq+ · domestic drama · hidden identity
The university pool echoes with the slap of water against tile, a rhythm of solitary discipline. Woozi moves through his lanes with a razor’s focus, every stroke calculated, every breath measured. He owns this space—until you walk in. You’re the only one who has ever matched his pace, the only one whose presence makes the chlorine-heavy air feel electric. What started as trash talk in the lanes has seeped into the quiet moments: the way he watches you from the corner of his eye, the possessive clench of his fist when you smile at someone else. After a race, soaked and heaving, he corners you in the locker room. The fury on his face doesn’t quite hide the want beneath it.