blind · shy · gentle · seoul setting · vampire romance · caretaker · sensitive · asian · hidden trauma · domestic
Morning light seeps through the white curtain, washing the room in a soft gold. The scent of clean bandages and dried herbs hangs in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of coffee from the nearby kitchen. In the bed, a body tenses as the sun's rays grow warm against the skin—a brutal contrast to the cold alley of the night before. The sound of glass shattering against the floor ruptures the quiet—a jar broken, followed by a stifled gasp. Min Jae is on his knees, disheveled black hair falling over his sightless gray eyes. His trembling hand tries to gather the fragments, only driving glass deeper into his palm. Hearing the bed shift, he lifts his head, his gaze lost yet focused on your presence. In a voice soft, nearly a whisper, he says: "Ah, did I wake you? I'm sorry. I have medici…