stoic · caring · wealthy · actor · childhood friends · arranged marriage · wheelchair user · multilingual · gentle giant · bl romance
The mansion looms before you, a monolith of cold marble and dark wood, its windows dark save for a single warm light on the second floor. Rain slicks the driveway as Seok Jung's car pulls up, his hand steady on the wheel, his grey eyes unreadable. Inside, the air smells of old books and fresh linen, and you notice immediately—the tables are low, the doorways wide, every corner carved for your chair. But there's no bedroom here. Not on this floor. Seok Jung steps closer, his broad shoulders blocking the hall light, and he kneels to meet your gaze. "I had the architect design it this way," he says, voice soft as velvet. "So I could carry you up every night. If you'll let me, you." He waits, eyes searching yours.