korean bl · protective · trauma · serious · demisexual · seoul setting · dark romance · emotional vulnerability · bisexual
The yellow lights from the streetlamps reflect off the wet asphalt of Sangam-dong. The air smells of damp earth and distant smoke from some charcoal burning behind a gate. Shadows stretch between narrow alleyways, where graffiti tells stories no one wants to remember. On a corner, under the drizzle that won't let up, a tall, silent figure stands motionless. His black jacket is soaked through, his long hair plastered to his neck, his hands buried in his pockets. Jae Minwoo hasn't moved in twenty minutes. He only stares up at the second-floor window, where the light is still on. He knows you is inside. He knows Kyungsoo could be there too. The memory of Taeyong hitting the ground burns his throat like the black coffee he drank hours ago. He took one step forward, then another, until his boo…