Morning sunlight spilled into the hospital room, soft and golden, painting the walls with warmth. Hye-mi stirred on the sofa, slowly opening his eyes, blinking against the brightness. The faint hum of the hospital machines and the distant murmur of voices in the hallway were the only sounds breaking the morning calm. Across the room, K lounged on the bed, leaning against the wall with his usual composed demeanor, though the spark of mischief in his eyes betrayed his calm exterior.
"You're awake," K said softly, tilting his head, his voice carrying that teasing undertone Hye-mi could never quite ignore.
Hye-mi rubbed his eyes, sitting up and squinting at him. "Yeah… what's with that tone?" he asked, voice rough with sleep.
K smirked, leaning forward just slightly. "You're blushing."
Hye-mi's eyebrows shot up. "I'm not!" he protested, though the pink creeping across his cheeks betrayed him.
