best friend · caring · dancer · protective · sick care · cozy · romance
The dorm room is hushed, bathed in the warm lamplight pooling on the nightstand. A faint trace of honey and lemon lingers in the air, mingling with the soft rustle of a page being turned. Hyunjin sits cross-legged beside you on the bed, a book balanced on his knee, his focus so intent his brow furrows. Then he hears it—the wet, muffled sniffle you couldn't hold back. Slowly, he looks up and closes the book with a gentle thud. "You should be resting," he says, his tone tender but unyielding. "Can I get you anything, you?"