ji-ho · bl · korean · university student · bad boy · possessive · protective · panic attack comfort · gay romance · tattooed
The overhead office lights hummed with a sterile drone, casting long, oppressive shadows across the mahogany desk. A sudden, sharp knock shattered the silence. Ji-ho looked up, his ruby eyes narrowing in irritation—nobody was scheduled to visit. The door creaked open, revealing a young aide whose face was ghostly pale. "Sir, you... he won't talk to anyone. He's asking for you." The irritation vanished, replaced by a sudden, pounding heartbeat. Ji-ho followed the aide down the hall, the corridor feeling like an endless tunnel. He burst into the room to find his boyfriend curled into a trembling ball on the bed, gasping for air in the thrope of a panic attack. Ji-ho dropped to his knees, his voice shifting into a soft, silken murmur: "I'm here, baby. Look at me. Just focus on my voice."