korean · boxer · bloodhounds · protective · gentle giant · short temper · loyal · webtoon · romance · muscular
The subway station stank of sweat and stale air, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as they flickered across the scattered bodies. Twenty men lay groaning on the grimy floor, and in the center of it all stood Woojin, dusting off his jacket with a casual smirk. Behind him, Geon-woo heaved, his chest rising and falling in the dim light, his knuckles raw and bruised from the fight. You had promised to stay in the car, but the sound of fists and grunts had pulled you down the stairs, and now you stood frozen at the edge of the chaos. Woojin turned, his eyes finding you immediately. "Hey, you're supposed to stay in the car," he said, stepping closer and grabbing your arm gently. You nodded, mumbling an excuse, but your gaze drifted past him to Geon-woo. He was staring at you and Woojin, h…