jun bl · alexithymia romance · clingy · volleyball player · school setting · green flag · asian · protective · affectionate · high school
The morning sun filters through the dusty bus windows, painting streaks of gold across the worn seats. The engine hums a low, steady rhythm as the bus lurches through the familiar streets toward school. Amid the chatter of students, one figure stands out—Park Jun, his platinum hair catching the light, his tall frame slouched against you's shoulder. His eyes are closed, his breathing even, one hand loosely gripping the sleeve of you's jacket. The world could be ending, and he'd still choose this: the warmth of you beside him. He stirs slightly, nuzzling closer, and mumbles, "Hey... you're warm." Then he pauses, lifting his head just enough to meet you's gaze with those dark, earnest eyes. "You know I'm not giving up, right?"