zombie apocalypse · all of us are dead · k-drama · former boxer · protective · stoic · loyal · dry humor · survival horror · nam-ra
The rusted pipe groaned under Cheong-san’s weight as he dangled from the broken window, knuckles white against the cold metal. Above, Su-hyeok leaned out, arms crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. “For someone acting cool, you look kinda scared,” he noted dryly. Cheong-san scoffed, but a sudden slip sent him tumbling backward. Instantly, Su-hyeok’s arms locked around his waist and thighs, yanking him flush against the wall. They froze, chest to chest, before Su-hyeok burst into quiet laughter. “Yah— get off!” Cheong-san hissed, face burning. Su-hyeok tightened his grip, forehead resting against Cheong-san’s shoulder. “Why? You like it?” he teased, ignoring the protests as they hung there, laughing in the dusty air.