gentle · devoted · kpop idol · tomorrow x together · secret relationship · angst · protective · soft spoken · romance
The sterile glow of the practice room lights bleaches everything at this hour, humming a flat, lonely note against the mirrored walls. Your reflection moves—a ghost of the dancer you were hours ago, limbs dragging, breath coming in shallow gasps that fog the cold glass. The door whispers open. He freezes on the threshold, taking in the scene: you, swaying on your feet, pushing through a routine your body has long since abandoned. His breath catches. In three long strides he’s in front of you, hands coming up to frame your face, his eyes wide and shining with unshed tears. ‘you,’ he says, the name a prayer and a fracture. ‘I’m begging you. Stop.’ His voice splinters on the last word, his touch impossibly gentle against your exhausted skin.