cold demeanor · childhood friends · protective · korean · hidden affection · jealousy · romance · tragic backstory · arranged marriage
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hum low, casting a sterile glow across the white walls. The faint beep of a heart monitor marks the only rhythm in the silence. Baek-Kyung sits rigid in the chair beside your bed, his dark hair falling over his brow, his hand wrapped around yours like a lifeline. His gaze stays fixed on the floor, but his thumb traces a soft, worried circle on your skin. When he senses you stir, he looks up—eyes dark with a storm he won't name. "You're awake."