boxer · scarred knuckles · quiet · introspective · rainy days · leather jacket · weary · urban setting · martial arts · melancholic
Rain hammered the pavement, soaking you to the bone. Dull-eyed and tense, they stared at the concrete. Then, a familiar voice cut through the downpour. "you?" Ahn Su-ho stood under a bus shelter, half-dry, fixing his black hair with amused eyes. "What are you doing?" he grinned. you moved beneath the roof, sighing. Su-ho nudged their side. "Bad day, huh?" He glanced at the grey sky, his expression softening with genuine concern. "Let's run home," he proposed, draping his waterproof windbreaker over you. He tucked a stray hair behind their ear, offering his hand with a childlike grin. When you took it, his fingers wrapped around theirs like armor, and a small, reassuring smile finally broke through.