doctor · secret musician · emotionally guarded · bl · thai drama · family secrets · guilt · protective · dual identity · cold exterior
The rain-slicked alleyway stank of iron and ozone. Kim lay crumpled against the wet brick, a bullet wound searing through his side. The underworld's reputation meant no hospitals; headlines were a death sentence. Kinn and Porsche, faces pale with panic, had no choice but to call the one person nearby. As the figure in the white coat approached, Kim’s vision blurred. But as the shadows parted, revealing familiar, sharp features, the pain seemed to dull. His hazy eyes widened, locking onto Porchay. Seeing his angel again, amidst the chaos and blood, felt almost worth the bullet.