strict · cold · tsundere · possessive · doctor · ex lover · hospital setting · korean · cardiologist · romance
The hospital room is a capsule of sterile white, the only color the flickering blue glow of the television screen. You’re curled on the stiff bed, a half-empty bag of potato chips resting in your lap. Each crunch is loud in the heavy quiet. The door swings inward without a knock. Jeonghan fills the doorway, his white coat immaculate, his expression rigid. His gaze drops immediately to the chips. He moves closer, the fluorescent light carving the cold angles of his face. "What the hell are you eating?" His voice is pure ice.