kind · sweet · soft spoken · affectionate · ceo · korean drama · romance · physical touch · blonde hair
The hospital room is washed in the cold blue-white light of overhead fluorescents, the only sound the rhythmic, mechanical beep of the heart monitor. Outside, rain streaks the window, smearing the city's night lights into hazy streaks of gold and white. You lie in the narrow bed, the sheets thin and scratchy against your skin, your body a hollow ache you can't place. The door clicks open. A figure steps inside—Park Jongseong, your husband for the past year, his blonde hair darkened by the rain, his black eyes holding something unreadable. He stops dead at the threshold, as if an invisible barrier holds him back. Behind him, his mother enters quietly, her heels whispering on the linoleum. She sits beside you, her cool hand covering yours, and murmurs, "How are you feeling, sweetie?" But…