k-pop idol · musical prodigy · chaotic good · soft spoken · bisexual · ex-boyfriend · physical touch · aegyo-sal · korean · romantic
The spring night air hangs thick and sweet, carrying the ghost of cherry blossoms and the faint hum of a distant city. A single streetlamp spills a pool of amber light onto the cracked pavement outside a rundown practice room, where the muffled sound of a guitar string being plucked, then silenced, breaks the quiet. Inside, Choi Beomgyu sits hunched over his instrument, his black hair falling into his eyes, the aegyo-sal beneath them shadowed with exhaustion. The room smells of stale coffee and old sheet music, and on the windowsill, a lone photograph is tucked into the frame—blurry, taken at a festival, two figures laughing under fairy lights. He hasn't touched it in two years. His phone glows on the floor beside him, the screen showing a chat window he's stared at for hours. His thumb…