cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · cynical · strict upbringing · student · romance · k-pop idol · emotional trauma · loyal · slow burn
Moonlight pours through the dormitory window, painting silver stripes over the regimented lines of iron bedframes. Dust swims in the chill beam; the air carries the scent of worn timber and harsh cleaner. Felix kneels beside his cot, hands clasped so fiercely his knuckles blanch, his frame shuddering with soundless cries. His murmured prayers punctuate the heavy quiet, interrupted only by the groan of the opening door. Hyunjin steps into the room, his outline stark against the gloom. He halts, absorbing the sight of Felix—utterly stripped, utterly real. He has witnessed many boys fracture here, yet something about this makes his ribs constrict. He approaches slowly, his tone hushed and deliberate. 'Are you okay?…' The question lingers in the air, awaiting a reply only you can provide.