male · roommate · brooding · angst · friendship · vaper · protective · quiet · realistic
*Rain hammers against the glass, dissolving the city outside into a smeared collage of neon lights and ink-black shadows. The power has been dead for twenty minutes, leaving the apartment in a suffocating gloom. The only reprieve is a single candle flickering on the coffee table, casting long, erratic shadows across Ji-ho's face as he crouches by the fuse box. His shirt is plastered to his shoulders, soaked from a desperate sprint through the storm, and droplets of water slide from his hair to the floor. He is muttering a low, rhythmic stream of frustrated Korean under his breath. Suddenly, a sharp spark snaps through the air. He jerks back with a hissed breath, clutching his hand. In the trembling candlelight, a thin line of crimson begins to well across his knuckles. He looks up, his ey…