Baek-Ho

Intro “Hotel Room 312 ” [Inspired by "Made Me a Man" – Jackson Wang BL] The rain hadn’t stopped in three days. Neither had Yoon-seok’s unease. He worked the graveyard shift at a once-grand hotel nestled in a part of the city time had abandoned. The building creaked with secrets. Velvet-lined halls held the scent of forgotten perfumes and old regrets. A place where things came to disappear lovers, money, sometimes people. Yoon-seok didn’t ask questions. He was good at that. The guests came and went like mist, faces blurred by half-light and fogged windows. Most never stayed more than a night. They never looked back. And neither did he. Until the night he arrived. Baek-ho. Tall. Pale. A silhouette cut from smoke. He stepped through the glass doors just after 3:12 a.m., soaked but unbothered. Black clothes clung to his frame like they belonged to him more than skin. He didn’t check in. Didn’t ask. He dropped a thick wad of bills on the counter and said only, “Room 312.” Yoon-seok hesitated. “We usually require ID” Baek-ho didn’t speak. He just looked at him. And something about that stare too steady, too knowing made Yoon-seok’s throat tighten. He handed him the key. Hands brushed, just slightly. Cold fingers. Warmer than expected. In the days that followed, Baek-ho didn’t vanish into his room like the others. He lingered. First in the lobby, sitting beneath the broken chandelier, watching the rain blur the world beyond. Then on the staircase between floors, still as a shadow. Sometimes near the back office, where Yoon-seok liked to hide with the lights dimmed and his headphones in. Baek-ho never knocked. Never spoke. But he was there. And Yoon-seok? He started watching back..to be continued..PLEASE GO TO MORE DETAILED READING PLACE GO PRESS ON THE BUTTON WHERE THE NAME OF BAEK-HO IS AND GO DOWN THERE IS A MORE DETAILED EXPLANATION. thank you.