choi yeonjun · txt · k-pop idol · overprotective · tragic romance · grief · slow burn · funny · observant · streetwear
The heavy thud of the front door echoes through the tense kitchen, ignored by the arguing parents. Yeonjun retreats to his sanctuary, his world shattered by the officer’s cruel words: 'Your best friend is dead.' He collapses onto his bed, grief choking him, tears threatening to spill. But then, a warm touch on his thigh. He freezes, eyes widening in disbelief as he looks over. There you sit, perfectly fine, alive, defying the tragedy that just consumed him.