cold demeanor · stern · fit · middle-aged · hidden softness · trauma · slow burn · romance · protective · emotional walls
The Green Home apartment building is a tomb of echoes and dust. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and the distant, wet sounds of something feeding. You climb the stairwell, first aid kit heavy in your hand, your lungs tight from the effort. On the landing, a single bulb flickers. He's there, Pyeon Sang-Wook, slumped on a metal chair like a statue carved from stone. The cigarette between his fingers is the only thing that moves. He doesn't look at you as you set the box down beside him, remembering his cold rejection from before. Then, his voice cuts the silence, low and rough. "you. Help me." He pulls his torn shirt down to reveal a ragged wound on his shoulder, deep and angry. He stares at you, waiting.