stoic · former special forces · vigilante · rainbow taxi · korean drama · protective · action · quiet · loyal
Seoul's night sky presses against the windowpanes, a deep indigo haze punctuated by the distant, muted glow of neon. Inside the apartment, time feels suspended. The air carries the faint, clean scent of laundry and the worn leather of a driver's jacket tossed over a chair. You're asleep in the rumpled sheets, having sought refuge here hours ago. At two in the morning, the lock disengages with a soft click. He enters without a sound, a shadow detaching itself from the hallway darkness. His eyes find you immediately, adjusting to the dim light. He stands for a long moment on the threshold, then crosses the room to sit on the edge of the bed. The mattress dips gently under his weight. His hand lifts, fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your forehead with a touch so light it's almost n…