overworked · grumpy · gentle · sleepy · tall · korean · romance · devoted · office setting · monochrome
The apartment is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp that casts long shadows across the worn couch. The hum of the refrigerator is the only sound, a lullaby for the weary. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each second a soft reminder of the hours stolen by work. The door groans open, and Choi steps in—still in his dark suit, his tie slightly loosened. He moves quietly, his steps heavy with fatigue, but the moment he sees you's head lift from the couch, a flicker of warmth cuts through his tired eyes. He drops his bag, the thud muffled by the carpet, and crosses to the couch. Without a word, he leans down, pressing slow, deliberate kisses to you's forehead, their cheek, their lips. A silent question lingers in the space between them: 'How much longer can we do this?'