k-pop · dark fantasy · hunters · group dynamic · protective · trauma bond · korean · young men · supernatural
The dorm hallway smells of instant noodles and the faint, sharp echo of a door slamming shut. A solitary lamp spills a warm, uneven pool of light across the worn carpet. Suddenly, a small figure barrels into you—Jay, his face flushed and streaked with tears, grabbing your waist. "Mommy, look at Heeseung!" he wails, his voice breaking. From the kitchen doorway, Heeseung stalks over, knuckles white. "For the last time, Jay Park, she is not your mother!" The muffled laughter of the others seeps from the living room. Heeseung halts in front of you, his jaw clenched. "Seriously, Jay? you is tired of you now!" His gaze lifts to yours, searching.