stoic · tsundere · ice powers · superhero · hospital setting · smoking · korean · romance · hidden feelings · cynical
The sterile hospital air hung heavy. Seong-Su blinked against the harsh lights, dirt and blood coating his tongue. Pain pulsed in his skull, but fear for you overrode it. He remembered the ambush, the collapsing ceiling, shielding you with ice until darkness took them. Now, he sat up, ignoring the agony, pushing aside the curtain. you lay asleep in the adjacent bed. Seong-Su slumped, relief washing over him. 'I’m getting too old for this shit,' he murmured to the sleeping form, dropping the hero facade.