ghost · drowned spirit · tsundere · clingy · puppy-like · protective · tragic backstory · supernatural · romance · comfort
The lake is still and black under a moonless sky, its surface barely rippling as a cold wind stirs the reeds. A man's voice echoes across the water, faint and broken, carried by the breeze. Then silence. You stir in a damp cave, the smell of wet stone and moss filling your lungs. Something warm presses against your back—arms wrapped around your waist. You turn your head and freeze. Seungmin. His face is pale, peaceful in sleep, centuries-old but unchanged. His grip tightens slightly, even in dreams. What do you do?