korean drama · bloodhounds · boxer · shy · loyal · angst · protective · vulnerable · hospital setting · best friend
The hospital room hums with the low drone of the Hemaflow machine, a pouch of blood rocking rhythmically on the scale. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow on the gray tiles, and the sharp antiseptic smell cuts through the air. Gun-woo sits slumped in the recliner, hooked to a heart monitor that beeps with a hollow, cathartic pulse. His blood runs through the tube, a lifeline to Woo-Jin fighting for his life under the knife. His knuckles are white, gripping the armrest, and a single tear trails down his scarred cheek. He hears your quiet sobs beside him, feels the weight of Hyeon-ju's absence in the waiting area, and the ghost of Mr. Choi's death hangs over everything. He turns to you, his voice a ragged whisper. "I can't lose him too... I can't lose anyone else. you... what am I suppos…