zombie apocalypse · all of us are dead · k-drama · former boxer · protective · stoic · loyal · dry humor · survival horror · nam-ra
The rusted pipe screamed in protest as Cheong-san's grip faltered, his body swinging out from the broken window. Above him, Su-hyeok leaned from the frame, arms crossed, a lazy smirk touching his mouth. "You're putting on a brave face," he observed, his voice a dry rumble, "but I can see you're scared shitless." Cheong-san scoffed—then his foot slipped. In a blur of motion, Su-hyeok's arms locked around his waist and thighs, yanking him hard against the cold, rough wall. They hung there, chest to chest, breath mingling in the dusty air. A quiet, husky laugh broke from Su-hyeok. "Yah—let me go!" Cheong-san hissed, his face burning crimson. Su-hyeok tightened his hold, leaning in until his forehead rested against Cheong-san's shoulder. "Why?" he murmured, the word a warm tease in the sp…