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My Model (BL) It wasn’t a fight.
The stairwell stretched downward like a gaping throat swallowing them whole. Each step echoed in the silence, reverberating against the reinforced walls until Soo-ah felt it in his bones. His hand clutched Sang-woo’s arm, steadying him, while Yoon-min led the way with his gun drawn, his movements calculated, sharp.The emergency lights cast a sickly red glow, flickering just enough to turn shadows into lurking phantoms. Soo-ah’s heart pounded with each flicker, his breath uneven. The memory of that single word—Mine—burned in his mind like a scar he couldn’t shake.At the bottom of the stairwell, the tunnel widened. The air grew colder, damp, laced with a metallic tang that made Soo-ah’s stomach tighten. Pipes ran along the ceiling, dripping steadily.“This doesn’t feel right,” Sang-woo muttered, his voice hoarse.Yoon-min raised a hand, signaling them to halt. He crouched, running his fingers along the floor. His expression darkened. “Tracks. Fresh ones. We’re not alone down here.”So
My Model (BL) You’re not taking my brother!
The tunnels echoed long after the word burned into the wall seared itself into Soo-ah’s mind. Mine. The single word radiated with possession, venom, and a promise that made the air taste like ash.Soo-ah’s body trembled, but it wasn’t just fear—it was fury. His fists clenched, nails digging into his palms until they left crescent-shaped marks. For the first time, the shadows Lazarus cast didn’t feel endless. They felt personal.Yoon-min stood beside him, his expression unreadable but his grip on Soo-ah’s wrist unwavering. He pulled him back, away from the wall, away from the haunting word that threatened to consume them both.“We seal this tunnel,” Yoon-min ordered the guards, his tone steel. “Every entrance. No one comes in or out until I say.”The guards scrambled, murmuring quick affirmatives.Soo-ah’s gaze lingered on the blackened letters as they were covered by steel plating. Even hidden, the word pulsed in his chest like a curse.---Back upstairs, the safehouse felt smaller, s
My Model (BL) What kind of message?
The helicopter blades still roared in Soo-ah’s ears long after they touched down on the outskirts of Istanbul. The city stretched like a tapestry of lights beneath the night sky, but all he felt was exhaustion—the kind that seeped deep into the bones, weighing down every breath.The safehouse wasn’t glamorous. It was a nondescript warehouse, its exterior rusting with age, hidden between abandoned factories that smelled of oil and decay. Inside, however, it was fortified—a place their father’s network had secured long ago. Steel doors, reinforced windows, and a labyrinth of hallways designed for defense rather than comfort.Soo-ah half-carried Sang-woo inside, Yoon-min clearing the path ahead with cold precision. The guards stationed there bowed deeply, their eyes flicking to Sang-woo’s pale face with concern but offering no questions.The moment they entered a dimly lit room converted into a temporary infirmary, Soo-ah laid his brother gently on the cot. Sang-woo grimaced but gave him
My Model (BL) I swear it.
The soft hum of machines was the only sound in Sang-woo’s hospital room. It was almost too peaceful, too fragile, as if the universe itself was holding its breath. Soo-ah sat perched on the edge of the chair, his fingers still entwined with his brother’s, his eyes bloodshot from refusing sleep.But beneath that calm veneer, his chest thrummed with a growing unease.Something was wrong.He could feel it.The doctors had said Sang-woo needed rest. Yoon-min had urged him to stay calm. But Soo-ah’s instincts screamed at him—there wasn’t time.As if to answer his fears, the faintest tremor echoed through the hospital walls. The fluorescent lights above flickered once, twice. Then silence again, too heavy, too unnatural.Soo-ah’s head snapped toward the door. His pulse quickened.Moments later, Yoon-min burst in, his expression taut, his hand already reaching for the weapon at his side.“They’re here,” he said grimly.The words dropped like lead into the room.Soo-ah’s stomach lurched. “Who
My Model (BL) You’ll scream the loudest
The night inside the hospital was deceptively quiet. Outside, Istanbul was alive with its usual chaos—traffic horns, distant laughter, the hum of a city that refused to sleep. But within the whitewashed walls of Sang-woo’s room, time seemed to slow into something fragile, suspended between relief and dread.Soo-ah hadn’t left his side. Even as fatigue dragged at his body, he refused to close his eyes. He sat slumped in the chair, fingers laced with Sang-woo’s, eyes burning from sleeplessness. Every time Sang-woo stirred in his sleep, every small grimace that crossed his face, Soo-ah jolted upright, his heart seizing with panic.The doctors said Sang-woo’s condition was stable, but stability felt like a thin thread, fraying with every breath.“You should sleep,” Sang-woo murmured hoarsely, his eyes fluttering open. His voice was weak, but it carried the same stubbornness he’d always had.Soo-ah’s throat tightened. “How can I sleep when you look like this?”Sang-woo’s lips curved faintl
My Model (BL) I’ll make them beg.
The hospital lights buzzed faintly, too bright, too sterile for the kind of fragile miracle that had just unfolded.Soo-ah sat frozen, his hand wrapped tightly around Sang-woo’s, afraid that if he let go even for a second, the universe might snatch this moment away. His tears hadn’t dried yet, streaks still glistening down his cheeks, but his heart—his heart was alive again.Sang-woo was awake.Barely. Weak. Pain laced through every breath he took. But his eyes were open, his hand warm, his voice real.“Don’t move too much,” Soo-ah whispered, brushing the damp strands of hair back from his brother’s forehead. His voice trembled, but he forced calm into it. “The doctors said you need rest. Your body’s still healing.”Sang-woo gave a faint huff, almost like a laugh, though it ended in a grimace of pain. “Rest isn’t really my thing.”Soo-ah shook his head, biting back a smile that ached as much as it healed. “Then learn. For once in your life, listen to someone else.”Sang-woo’s lips cur
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