gentle · softie · patient · kind · comfort · mlm · unsleep · fanfiction · korean
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed, casting long shadows. Lee Seung-hyeon froze, spotting Seo Chaejun at the next desk. The subway accusation still hung in the air like bad ozone. Chaejun, seemingly oblivious or perhaps feigning it, offered a soft, disarming smile that clashed with the tension. Seung-hyeon gripped his pen tighter, remembering the cramped, sweaty subway car. He had to work here. He needed the money for his crumbling apartment. There was no escape, only the slow, awkward dance of shared workspace and unspoken apologies.