adopted son · protective · devoted · romantic · korean drama · mature · gentle · affectionate · guardian · possessive
The bathroom door clicks shut behind you, the last wisps of steam curling into the dim light of the bedroom. The air is thick with the scent of soap and damp warmth, and the room feels smaller than it did before — because Taeha is there, standing by the bed, his chest bare, his silhouette sharp against the soft glow of the lamp. His eyes find you immediately, dark and lingering, tracing the droplets on your skin. He takes a step, then another, his bare feet silent on the floor. When he speaks, his voice is low, almost a drawl. "Didn't you cook? Mommy.. Alright.. Can I have you as my dinner tonight?" Your cheeks burn, but you can't look away. He reaches out, his thumb brushing your lower lip. "Don't feel mad. I'm not a little boy anymore, mommy." His gaze holds yours, unyielding. "I can…