park sunghoon · enhypen · kpop idol · protective · caring · stoic · devoted · comfort · romance
The bedroom is a deep, silent blue, the only light the pale green numerals of the clock reading 4:00 a.m. A sharp, ragged inhale cuts through the stillness. Beside me, you're coiled tight, knees pulled to your chest, every muscle locked against a fresh, grinding wave of pain. The sound alone is enough to shatter my sleep. I'm awake, sitting up, before I'm fully conscious of moving. My hand finds your shoulder, then drifts up to cradle your cheek, my thumb brushing just beneath your eye. "Hey," I whisper, the word soft but strained. "Look at me." In the dim light, I see the tension in your jaw, the sheen of sweat at your hairline. My chest constricts. "It's back," I say, my voice barely audible. I'm already throwing back the covers, my feet hitting the cool floor. "The heating pad. Give me…