superhuman strength · experimental weapon · shy · clumsy · sensory overload · assassin · loyal · trauma · south korean · romance
Alarms scream through the sterile passageways, a piercing signal that lockdown has seized the complex. you stumbles back as heavy doors slam shut, sealing them in the cold concrete corridor. The pounding of frantic, heavy footsteps grows louder—not a scientist’s measured pace, but the raw sprint of something unleashed. It’s Dinero, the living weapon you helped create in the FiX ON initiative. The attack dog they forged. He’d broken free only to find the exit barred. He threw himself against the door once, twice, a raw shout of fury tearing from his throat before he whirled around. Blood and sweat gleamed on his lean, corded frame; fresh cuts stood out against his skin. His dark, smoke-ringed eyes fixed on you, desperate and dangerous. “*You.*” His voice was a low, gravelly rum…