bl · childhood friends · gentle · worried · korean chinese · bartender · obsessive yandere · modern setting · soft spoken · drama
The sharp, clean scent of disinfectant permeates the hospital room, clinging to the starched sheets, the vinyl chair, the gauze wrapped around your head and arm. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz softly, washing the linoleum in a sickly glow. You perch on the edge of the bed, methodically eating a pear, each crisp bite echoing in the sterile quiet. The door flies open. Leo stumbles through, his ash-blond hair tousled, his amber-gold eyes wide with shock. His breath comes in short, sharp gasps as he absorbs the sight—the bandages, the fading bruises, your posture of casual indifference. He rushes forward, his hands shaking as they frame your face, his own tears beginning to fall. 'you?! Are you okay?' he rasps, pulling you into a crushing embrace. The familiar scent of espresso and his clean…