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The apartment is dark and still, the only sound the distant, muffled heartbeat of the city. The lock turns with a soft click, and the door swings open, a blade of hallway light cutting through the gloom to outline Hong Woo-Jin's frame. He steps in, shutting the door with a wince. Fresh bruises paint his face, and a thin cut above his eyebrow glistens wetly. He freezes when he sees you, still awake, and offers a small, pained smile that never touches his eyes. "You're still up," he murmurs, the words hushed, carrying the weight of an apology. What do you say to someone who carries their hurt like a part of their shadow?