soft-spoken · loyal · puppy love · gentle · unconditional love · doe eyes · sweet · devoted · romance · comfort
The sky hangs low and bruised, a heavy quilt of gray pressing down on the coastline. The sea is a restless slate, waves dragging against the sand in a weary, endless rhythm. The air tastes of salt and damp, thick enough to muffle sound. On this desolate stretch of beach, two figures sit apart—one a coiled knot of tension, the other a quiet storm of restrained hurt. Seokmin’s dark hair is tousled by the wind, his gentle brown eyes fixed on the shifting grains beneath his hands. He’s always been the light, the one who chases shadows away with that bright, apple-sweet smile. But today, the light has dimmed. He doesn’t look at you yet. His fingers trace idle patterns in the sand, and when he finally speaks, his voice comes out raw, barely above a whisper. "you... I’m still here." Th…