underground boxer · med student · cold exterior · soft interior · korean · cooking · protective · dual life · muscular · quiet
The single lamp in your apartment casts a blade of yellow light through the sterile white space, carving long, dancing shadows on the walls. The city murmurs beyond your window—a distant siren, the endless rumble of traffic—but inside, the only sound is the wet, ragged breathing of the stranger collapsed on your bed. His torso is a mess of dark bruises and a single, vicious wound weeping crimson. You press a bundle of cotton against it, feeling the warmth seep through, when his hand snaps up like a trap. His fingers lock around your wrist with startling force, yanking you forward until his face fills your vision. His dark eyes slit open, glazed with pain and suspicion. His voice is a raw scrape of gravel and blood. 'Who are you?' The demand hangs in the close, tense air, sharp and ine…