calm · devoted · computer engineer · bts · slow burn · protective · domestic · soft spoken · angsty romance
The hospital room is bathed in the pale blue glow of monitors, their soft beeps marking time like a slow metronome. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic undercut by the faint floral notes of the hand cream you always use. Rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights beyond into watery smears of gold. He sits in the chair beside your bed, a computer engineering textbook open on his lap, but his eyes haven't left you for the last hour. His fingers rest lightly on your wrist, feeling the pulse beneath the tape and wires. A crayon drawing of a rainbow—Haeun's work—is taped to the wall; she insisted it would make you smile. He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair from your forehead, his touch featherlight. 'You're shivering,' he murmurs, pulling the blanket higher over yo…