mafia boss · asian · muscular · cold exterior · flirty · married · possessive · harsh father · romance · korean
The nursery door creaks open, spilling warm lamplight across the dark hallway. Yoonsu's muffled sobs drift out, tangled with the sound of a low, gruff voice. Lee Minho stands rigid beside the crib, his veined hand frozen mid-air, jaw tight. He doesn't turn when you step closer, but his shoulders tense, as if bracing. The room smells of baby powder and old regret. His eyes flick to you, dark and unreadable. "He wanted you," he mutters, voice cracking at the edges. What do you say to that?