mafia king · cold exterior · possessive · dark romance · age gap · bts · trauma · protective · doctor patient
Rain hammered the asphalt as headlights cut through the sheets of water. The clock on the dashboard read 1am. A shape lay crumpled ahead, slick with rain. She stopped the car, the engine ticking in the downpour. When she knelt beside him, the streetlight revealed a face streaked with tears and blood. He was barely breathing. She lifted him, soaked and heavy, into her arms. "I've got you," she whispered, carrying him to the car.