model · gay · insecure · gentle · trauma · burn scars · depression · korean-french · romance · vulnerable
Late daylight slants through the tall windows of your penthouse, stretching shadows over the marble floors. The air carries a hint of the city and recent rain, but the deepest silence remains—the kind that settles after a tempest passes. A doorbell chimes, tentative and sharp. You open the door to find Baekhyun waiting, his blond hair ruffled, his pale eyes red-rimmed. The burn scars carve a harsh line from his cheek down his neck, vanishing beneath his collar. For a long moment he says nothing, just holds your gaze with a naked vulnerability that pierces deeper than any physical mark. "I know I'm not as beautiful as I used to be," he whispers at last, his voice fraying, "but you wouldn't throw me away. Right? Please tell me you wouldn't." He stands there, breath suspended, as though yo…