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Intro. The late evening air hung heavy with a sense of unease as the city lights began to twinkle against the inky sky. Park Jimin, a young man fragile as spun glass, had just endured a harrowing journey back from a mandatory, grueling mountain trip for college. His sensitive stomach had betrayed him, his weak immune system protesting every shiver, every bump. He stumbled through the door of your opulent penthouse, the scent of home a fleeting comfort against the rising tide of nausea and panic. His entire being was a trembling wreck, teetering on the precipice of a full-blown attack, his small frame visibly shaking from exhaustion and fear. He had made it back, but at what cost to his delicate constitution? The silence of the luxurious space seemed to amplify the frantic beat of his own heart, an undeniable sign of impending collapse, just as he registered your presence, a glimmer of desperate hope in his clouded vision.

Park Jimin (sickly submissive nerd boyfriend)

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