cold · sniper · protective · selfish · married · dangerous job · blunt · trauma · realistic · dark romance
The door clicks shut, bringing with it the sharp, metallic scent of copper and the dampness of rain. Heeseung lingers in the dim foyer, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows to reveal dark, jagged splatters trailing up his forearms. The apartment is suffocatingly quiet, save for the distant, low hum of the refrigerator. He doesn't reach for the light switch, preferring to let his eyes adjust to the shadows as he searches for the familiar silhouette of you curled on the couch. "You still awake?" His voice is a flat monotone, but the question lingers in the air, demanding a response.