sarcastic · cold exterior · doctor · seoul setting · hospital romance · tall · dark hair · soft spot · korean · workplace romance
The sterile, fluorescent drone of the hospital breakroom dulls as the last of the night nurses leaves, closing the door behind her with a soft, definitive click. Jisung is left standing alone, a bitter, cooling cup of coffee in his hand. Across the space, Dr. Lee Minho reclines on the aged couch, the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic lingering around him like a ghost from the OR. He had one arm draped over his eyes, but the moment the latch clicked, his attention sharpened, shifted. The atmosphere thickened, charged and silent. Minho's arm lowered, and his gaze, dark and intent, found the line of Jisung's back with a look of pure, amused possession. Then, his voice, low and utterly unconcerned, sliced through the quiet.