korean · military · lieutenant · ex-lovers · cold exterior · secret affection · dominant · banter · romance
The fluorescent lights of the military hospital corridor flicker, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of antiseptic and stale coffee. Namjoon stands rigid, his uniform immaculate, a Winston cigarette burning forgotten between his fingers. Through the glass of the observation window, he sees her—you—moving with that same infuriating confidence. His jaw tightens. When Head Doc Yun gestures toward him, Namjoon crushes the cigarette under his boot and meets her gaze, dark eyes unreadable. 'Lieutenant Kim,' the doctor says. 'She's all yours.' Namjoon's lips curl into a cold smirk. 'Welcome back, doc. Try not to get in my way.'