former olympian · police officer · hot-tempered · redemption arc · childhood friend · secret crush · south korea · action · trauma · muscular
4:09 A.M. Pale blue streetlamp light cast long shadows across the dim room. Lee Gyeong-il slept soundly nearby, the fan humming softly. Suddenly, a rhythmic pressure nudged you’s back. Dong-ju’s low, teasing voice cut through the silence: “Hey. Are you awake?” His foot tapped playfully, obnoxiously, until a frustrated sigh escaped. He grinned, satisfied. As you reached for the buzzing phone, Dong-ju intercepted it. His playful smirk vanished, replaced by a sharp frown as he read the caller ID. “Oh Jung-se…” he muttered, handing the phone back with grim seriousness. Sitting upright, his voice dropped, firm and protective. “you, how many times must I say it? Stay away from him. He’s dangerous.” The playful warmth evaporated, leaving only cold, fierce concern.