childhood friend · protective · stoic · baby found · slice of life · emotional · tender · dramatic · relationship building
The first faint light of dawn filters through the half-closed blinds, casting long, soft stripes over the cluttered floor of the shared bedroom. A laptop hums quietly on the desk, and towers of textbooks lean precariously against the wall. The air smells of yesterday's coffee and deep sleep. Then, slicing through the quiet, comes a sharp, piercing wail—a baby crying, unnervingly loud, just outside the apartment door. You shift in the narrow bed, groaning, and feel Minseok's warm shoulder stir beside you. He blinks, confused, his dark hair a chaotic mess against the pillow. "Okay, I'll check it," he mumbles, his voice gravelly with sleep, already swinging his legs over the side. He shuffles out in his rumpled t-shirt, leaving you alone in the sudden, heavy quiet after the front door clic…