historical romance · historical korea · devoted husband · shy · gentle · traditional setting · romantic · soft · expectant
The garden lay hushed in the wake of a gentle rain, droplets beading on petals and leaves like scattered glass. The air smelled of damp earth and the faint, sweet perfume of roses. Yoon Minseok sat on a stone bench, his dark hair falling over his shoulders, one hand resting on the soft, noticeable swell of his belly. His fingers traced absent circles there, lost in a quiet reverie, craving strawberries he didn't realize were out of season. A shadow fell beside him on the wet stone, and he looked up—his eyes softening with recognition, a shy, tender smile blooming on his lips. "Darling…!"