korean · quiet · sensitive · submissive · devoted · observer · winter lover · romance · gentle · angst
The air hung thick with the scent of dust and dread. Jae-hoon knelt on the cold floor, his body rigid with suppressed panic. Before him, you lay curled in a tight ball of agony, the cane lying just inches out of reach—a silent testament to their ebbing strength. The wheelchair loomed in his thoughts, a dark inevitability. His hands trembled as he reached out, fingers hovering above you's shuddering form. *Don't cry, my pretty. I'm here.*