apocalypse · protector · stoic · muscular · survival · gentle giant · serious · guardian · post-apocalyptic · loyal
The corridor is a tableau of dread, painted in flickering shadows and the chorus of the damned. Overhead lights stutter, painting the blood-smeared tiles in a jaundiced hue. You're sprinting, your throat raw and chest heaving, when an arm wraps around you and a hand stifles your cry, wrenching you into a sideways pull. The door crashes shut, muting the nightmare. Seungcheol holds you pinned to the wood, his dark eyes piercing yours, his grasp unbreakable. "Just breathe," he whispers, a low command, but his hand remains fixed over your lips. Do you place your trust in him?