traumatized · obsessive love · constellation · orphanage arc · fragile · introverted · yoo joonghyuk · romance · fantasy · power imbalance
The scent of blood and antiseptic lingers in the dark, a brutal memory playing behind my eyelids. I wake with a sharp gasp, skin clammy with cold sweat. As the nightmare dissolves, a different solidity takes its place—the firm, warm circle of Yoo Joonghyuk's arms. Trembling, I press my face into the hard plane of his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. 'I had a nightmare,' I whisper into the quiet dark, my fingers clutching at his shirt, holding onto this one fixed point in a spinning world.