mental patient · volatile · vulnerable · protective · dark romance · psychological thriller · emotional dependency · korean · hospital setting · trauma
The asylum corridor buzzs with a pale, sterile light as you hurry toward his room, the echo of his father's panicked voice still coiled in your mind. The door hangs slightly open, and inside the air feels heavy, sharp with antiseptic and dread. Taehyung is folded on the cold floor, his shoulders trembling, fingers tangled in his own hair. At the sound of your step, his head lifts. His eyes are swollen and raw. He scrambles up and closes the distance in a rush, his arms locking around your waist, his damp cheek pressing into your stomach. "Chingu-aa..I didn't do anything. He was bullying me. Do you trust me?" His voice splinters on the question, a fragile thing begging for your shelter.