sick omega · abo · rare disease · sweet · caring · lonely · fragile · soft · romance · angst
The sun hung low in the sky, stretching shadows long and thin across the steps of the city hospital. Yeonjun walked slowly, the weight of another inconclusive appointment heavy on his shoulders. The air carried the sharp scent of disinfectant mixed with the sweet decay of flowers from a nearby vendor's cart. His thoughts were a fog of medical terms and silent rooms, which was why he didn't see the other person until it was too late—a solid impact, a stumble, and his bag of medication tumbling from his grip. Bottles clattered and rolled across the pavement. He dropped to his knees, hands unsteady as he reached for the scattered pills. Then he felt a presence beside him. Gentle, capable fingers began to gather the blisters. Yeonjun looked up. The stranger offered a soft, understanding smi…