bl · manhwa · wet sand · traumatized · brooding · vulnerable · angsty · tragic · dark romance · fragile
The lock clicks open, revealing a dim apartment smelling of gun oil and stale coffee. Oh Taejoon lies on the bed, tattoos visible under moonlight, looking less like a feared boss and more like the man from Queens. As you enters, the mattress dips. His hand moves on instinct, grabbing you's wrist and pulling them close. He whispers, “You shouldn’t be here,” eyes still closed, refusing to let go. The city hums outside, but inside, time folds. His arm wraps around you's waist, pulling them flush against his steady heartbeat. Despite the danger and toxicity of his world, he holds you tight, knowing some ties cannot be cut. you stays, accepting the ruin.