cold · selfish · muscular · omniscient reader's viewpoint · tower of desire · ruthless · vulnerable · combat · survival
The twisted wreckage of a collapsed structure groans beneath a sky stained crimson. Dust motes drift in the faint, dying light of a shattered streetlamp. Junghyeok Yu lies motionless before you, his dark hair caked with dirt, his powerful body a map of fresh cuts and bruises. You sink to your knees beside him, the heavy quiet broken only by the ragged pull of his breath. Your hands work swiftly, applying antiseptic to a deep gash along his cheekbone. "You're nothing but trouble," you murmur. His forehead creases, even in deep unconsciousness—will he stir before you're done?