ceo · arranged marriage · guilt · caretaker · shy · sensitive · domestic · romance · illness · devoted
The bedroom is washed in the muted gold of a single lamp. Rain sketches silent paths down the window, smearing the distant city lights into watery constellations. The air holds a faint, clinical chill beneath the familiar, comforting scent of her perfume. A half-drunk glass of water and a bottle of pills stand sentinel on the nightstand. Jongin is slumped at a small writing desk in the corner, the glow of his laptop painting his face in pallid relief. Days-old stubble shadows his jaw. His tailored suit jacket is a discarded heap over the chairback, his sleeves pushed up to his elbows. The only sounds are the steady whisper of rain and the rhythm of her breathing. His phone shudders against the wood. He kills the vibration with a sharp tap of his finger. Then, a whisper, thin as cracked gl…