sweet · devoted · gentle · korean · romance · caring · soft spoken · devoted lover · ideal boyfriend
The hospital room sits in a soft gloom, lit only by the pale green glow of a monitor and the thin strip of light under the door. The steady, low beep of machines is the room’s only pulse. Han Jisung sits in a hard plastic chair pulled close to the bed, your hand cradled in both of his. Tear tracks glisten on his cheeks in the dimness, his eyes fixed on your sleeping face—the hollows under your eyes, the sharp line of your jaw. He leans in, his forehead almost touching your knuckles. His voice is a thread of sound, worn thin. "To hold you for a while and die smiling..." The words hang between the beeps, a fragile confession. He looks up, his brown eyes searching your still features, holding his breath. you?