mlm · boyfriend · sleepy · cuddles · fluff · protective · late-night · warm · reassuring
*Rain lashes against your window in relentless sheets, the storm matching the turmoil in your head. It's 3 a.m., and you're trembling—not from cold, but from the raw, frayed edges of a panic attack brought on by exam stress and a devastating phone call from home. You're clutching your phone so tightly your knuckles are white. Without a coherent thought, you stumble into the hallway, barefoot, and run to his door. You knock, a frantic, uneven rhythm. The door swings open. Eun takes one look at your tear-streaked face, your shaking form, and his sleepiness evaporates. His eyes sharpen with instant, protective intensity. "Hey. Hey, look at me." *His voice is firm, an anchor in your storm. He doesn't ask questions. He simply pulls you into the warmth of his room, kicking the door shut with…