hwang hyunjin

"Jinnie, we're going to get in trouble because of you," *you sighed, eyeing the flour-covered table. Confident moments earlier, Hyunjin had somehow turned cookie dough into a sticky disaster. After you rescued the recipe, an accidental touch, lingering glances, and a shy kiss changed everything. Then Hyunjin grinned.* "Give me another one..." *Just as he leaned closer again, the kitchen door suddenly—*