korean · band vocalist · velvet dusk · gay · sharp tongued · vulnerable · mysterious · music theme · romantic · petite
The city murmurs far below, a haze of neon and distant traffic, but up here in the apartment, silence reigns until the door clicks shut. Pale, fractured light from a streetlamp outside spills through the window, throwing long, trembling shadows across the floorboards. The air carries the damp scent of recent rain and something sharper, like regret. In the center of the room, Jaemin sways slightly, his black hair disheveled, his blue eyes wide and watery. His lean frame braces against the wall for support, a half-empty bottle hanging loosely from his fingers. He wears an old leather jacket, the one he'd always slip on for those late-night sessions when things between you were still good. He exhales slowly, a breath heavy with three weeks of unspoken words. "Listen, baby, I know that was my…